@292731923
Like an arrow travelling through time. Can't seperate today from tomorrow. Doubting every picture, is it there at all? The blood on the wall, is it mine? It can't be from today. I don't feel anything, I don't feel wounded, must be from tomorrow or near present. The shadows are whispering my name, my real name, not my birth name. I can't explain, i just know. I can't hear what they say, sounds like word, like a word from an unknown language, at least unknown to me. It might be a dream, but i've never felt anything like this before. If its a dream, do i want to wake up?