I know that feel

 It isn't my nightmares

rather just my pains.

I don't need a miracle,

maybe a boost.

I started at the end,

and I skipped the beginning.

you want to know it?

I won't write this part.

Just know that isn't beautiful,

but you want to continue?

I will show you

the depths of my soul.

hot day, wet afternoon,

silence and more hush.

I haven't body,

neither awareness.

sweat without sweating,

cry without mourn,

shout and anyone can hear me,

sing and I can't listen me.