Wandering in a strange dimension, exhausted but too unwell to sleep,
Obscured by incessant fear.
Spheres parallel to the waking state, night terrors,
Between consciousness and sleep.
br/>Panic attack, discerning shapes in the dark
Who observe me in silence.
My body is sweating, it is impossible for me to breathe
For fear that they hear me
In the abyss of desolation into which I am gradually sinking
While the hours flee behind me
I abandon my being, overwhelmed by anguish
Every noise, every sensation,
As if an invisible needle was piercing my brain.
Wandering forever in this limbo.
Spheres parallel to the waking state,
Night terrors,
Between consciousness and sleep

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