Nebularium

our life is sometimes a story set in a game level, we never leave until the will dies if our credits were forever forever… and now the time has come

I feel so weak

I was weared out by the wander and

I can’t believe answer’s here in this silent shadow all’s silent in deepest freeze flowing back

I see the steps of my history and their immobility people flowing, looking on and never turn back deepest dreaming hypnotized our steps give rules to time alone in a crowd, likes of me shadows fight against shadows of time alone in a room the end

I can’t see

I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time

I hear his breath of centuries millennium-old heart pulse be my nebularium save my life from its hold

I slowly turn my look there’s a mirror behind an old man in the reflection the shadow is me