Just another mirage of words.

Today, I woke up wishing all the inspirations
I have, in my soul,
I could share them to you.

Right now, I reclaim them.

I pull everything back.

Because I need them for myself.
Because I'm losing myself.
Am I also losing you? No.

Maybe not yet.

They said the fire's too weak.
I say, it's been raining hard for days now.