shivers in the sunlight
resting on a bed of thorns
crying out
but i'm scared of the dark
it's the middle of the day
i'm afraid
i am afraid
frost gliding over
spiking over
a field of ice
of life
grass, mud, trees, ferns, worms, leaves, everything
withering slowly
quickly
i can sense decay
i can feel the decay
desecrated sacred words
desecrated sacred worlds
red lines
red tape
blurred lines
i'm afraid
there is so much i do not understand
i am buried alive
i am buried in sand
i am floating too high
i've lost sight of the earth
i am alone
i am afraid
