Empathetic openness sucks in the roaring energy

The sensitive dark mind explodes with rings of color

The night is spent in migraine

The after-world is timid and cold

This world and its men are too harsh for me

Without a word they scream and rage

Where can I hide from them

They even chase me into my dreams

I wish my soul had calluses

Hard skin to protect me from the tension

Blinders to protect me from the faces of men

A quiet place to hide within myself