A set of insecurities, conjugated fears

A matrix of emotions, new and old.

Silences echo and memories whisper

The air around seems thicker.

Darkness creeps in even during day

Disturbances try to synchronize with thoughts.

While the mind is reluctant to resonate

With reality or truth

Too comfortable in its own ignorance

Of what is about to come.

-Iflah  Laraib