The vault of Heaven
Looking towards to what I see outside in the dark ether, sometimes I almost loses my visions against the fears, thoughts shared by many people and that makes me forgot how my things was really for me there in the ground. Staring there, I wish I could simply disappear there, in the scent of soil that often gets free bathe in the heavy rains. These things was really much scary for my younger-self. The child in me constantly used to lay in bed by covering him in whole with his plushie and with the pillow he used to make himself both deaf and blind. Heavy rains was like scary dreams to him.
