What seems to be left untold
Hunts you like footsteps in the night
What seems to be invisible
In fact is out of your sight

A painting on the wall
Is your reminder
That time could do better

You found yourself sitting and looking paralyzed
You feared you wouldn’t have enough time to realize
Your idea that everything comes from inside
From inside out

What feels to be left unsolved
Follows you even without an invite
What feels to be invincible
Exposes you every night