You're afraid of.

You know how it is when sticky fear penetrates the soul
When you're afraid to breathe, as if someone is going to die
When there is no future and even the past
And blue veins list of fine-acute creeps.

When thoughts - the nine circles of hell is inevitable
Can't hear where the night, where morning and afternoon come
You can't stop. Only the Sky please
Let those monsters today at least your sleep won't come.

You know everything. A lie is inevitable. Cold as steel
Cut heart. Shreds mutilated soul.
Over you sea. Oceans. River. And, unfortunately,
Will not help. Can't. It is better to land.

Again lead in a sense. Mad. It is not necessary. Don't want
There are unrealistic fairytale dreamed dreams
There was a silence. And guy. Pristine moonlit nights.
Not return back. Here on heart YOU hack