Your Mind is a Fragile Thing

You take a hesitant breath, but nothing escapes your mouth
You’re nervous; scared… no one’s there
Your mind is a fragile thing
You’re surrounded; whispers that can’t be understood fill your mind
No one’s insight
One by one, those figures disappear, but the voices manage to stay with spirit
You feel of falling, but you’re not moving
Your mind is a fragile thing
You crave to speak, but your voice fails
I perceive you
I perceive… me
Slowly, I turn away from you
And now, it’s no longer you. It is just “I”
One by one, your figure disappears
The mind is a fragile thing