I thought I was afraid of the night, of the dark... But I was afraid to dream, I still am. Fear of seeing the beauty of life, Fear of losing myself in happiness. Rain of blurred memories, Like these Clouds split in the sky... And I still dream of falling, These torn wrists ... remind me of the real me. And I don’t feel anything anymore.. I learned to embrace the pain, Love the pain, Living with pain.. And sometimes I still dream... But with open eyes..🌹🍃