Foolishly I reassure myself,
there is nothing to fear.
Again and again I repeat this sentence,
silently praying that it comes true.
But there is this tiny, growing feeling inside me,
ever nagging on my mind.
Can't sleep. Can't eat. Can't think.
Still I know there is nothing to fear!
Why am I shivering then?
The day finally came,
I cannot move, cannot speak.
His mighty figure looms over my body.
Frightened I give in to despair once the first tear falls...
- Yuki (25.08.09)