I am getting closer to blow a candle off

Lights are all around

Lights are not my candle

Life is not my life

I am not alive

I am always close

I don't mind terror

I am terrorized

I don't have the will to choose what to fear

As long as I drink my fearful water

I can only choose sinking after drinking

And what's the harm

Let me be here

Chasing mirages

But breathing the air that gave me my holes and diluted strength

For shadows to be me

That is why I want the stitches

The angles that helps the fairies

The stories of my shadows

The huge victories in my head

The tight fear in my fist

The life I refused

But insisted on its shadows