Monsters

Sometimes,
When monsters are surrounding you
When they are about to get you
When your legs won’t answer you
When your breath won’t come to you
And you think that light
Isn’t possible anymore,

You calm down
You reach for some air
And it doesn’t get perfect
But it gets good.

About raqueluroz

Lunatic, obsessive, insane, passionate, human
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