Surrounded by a shell
Broken glass in front of you
Buried your head deeply
Eyes long closed
Like the larva in its cocoon, surrounded by darkness
What remains for us in these moments ?
Drowning in self-doubt
Sitting in the ruins of yourself
How far can this journey go?
The sun for you a bleeding red dot
Never felt pleasure - but that's the normal course of things
Confusion needs a place, deep within yourself
Is it still free to ask? Does this step seem well thought out?
The mask seems to be crumbling
It's better to have the scars on a new one - than to be well protected, but uncertain
And round and round in a circle // and round and round again in a circle

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