When I fall

I am running
running away from myself
hoping the storm in my head
will subside.

I am looking
out for traps to avoid
keeping safe like they want me to
but it’s hard.

When I fall asleep
you wake me from my dream
in this go-between world
where nothing is real.

When I close my eyes
I wake up to find you
in this world between worlds
you show me what is real.

Eiga