I am afraid...
I am afraid I may have stopped...
This is my worst nightmare... to stop... I am alive on the outside but it feels like I am the only one who is not moving... the only one who remains the same.. for me this is as good as I'm dead
what good is it to live if you can't move? left, right, forward... even backward...
i see so many things that have change that i don't even know where my place should be... everything changes... in good or bad ... evolving or decreasing but it moves ... unlike me...
I am afraid ...
I don't want to stop .... yet i can't seem to move... it feels like i can't move ... like i'm not allowed to move...
