As the threads of night come over head
Spirits walk from the cold waters
Their steps are large and don't hurt
Running away through the streets
Where do I go?
I am alone and afraid
No one knows me or wants to
One boy comes and grabs my hand making me run more
We hurry through streets and past the dark blobs
None are stopping and yet there is a path
We keep running past the spirits
I sit and stop behind a stone building
I put my face in my hands and cry
I am alone
Or is this just a dream
I need to disappear from this
Disappear disappear far away
My hands become like the spirits
I can see through them
My tears go through them.
The boy comes back and I try to touch him but my hand goes through
What should I do?
He gives me a bitter fruit
I eat it and I can touch his face
He again grabs me and we run until we run into more spirits
All walking to one place and never stopping
Will someone free me from this dream?
Or is it real
Am I trapped here?
More I fear
I fall down and cry again