Anxiety was growing in me with every single thought that crossed my mind, with every step I was taking, I was feeling closer and closer to the end. I was shaking and words kept coming and running in me as memories were kept in this interior loop and chasing circles.

Faces that I couldn’t recognise filled my mind with their laughter and joy. I was holding on to familiar faces, familiar smiles and shiny silver bracelets in the way that only a dreamer can.

I was still very close of driving myself off the the road, but I never wanted to be left alone. I wasn’t searching for empty roots and bones. My mind was playing me a game with unknown rules. It had everything settled down and I was the only one who needed to play around, pretending it wasn’t a last goodbye.

Suddenly, from down the road came my nightmare dressed in black, disguised as my little friend.

And, soon, I fond myself running from place to place, chasing and begging my enemy to run slower and wait for me. Not only that my little friend didn’t listen to a words that I said, he kept running away from me, like I would’ve been the dream killer.

My so called friend ran away. I was very disappointed but I wanted to come back and celebrate with all the happy and friendly strangers. When I turned around, I was standing at the crossroad. I chose one path and started running. I heard my heart beating heavy as I fell into another painful dream of mine. I had my eyes open but I was into my own world, my puzzle that kept me away from reality. As I escaped from the first nightmare, another one caught me and I fell down into the black hole. I got carried away one more time while knowing how time went by.

When I taught that I’m completely lost, many hands pulled me back to my place and hurried me back to the strangers. Their faces had no expression and their touch was lifeless. I understood what they wanted me to do, but it was way too late…I was late.

The party was over, I missed everything and all my struggles were in vain. All strangers went away, right after devastating my place. My closed once have been searching for me for hours and they couldn’t believe that nightmares stole me. Nightmares blinded time and let me go when danger was around.

They scream at me and I couldn’t say anything.

I was filled with empty smiles and sharp lies.

I was marked by the lack of time.