Incubo nella sera

Alone in evening from the city you seem alien, the shadows rise and become great, if you take the fear your world changes, becomes hostile, the horizon and the prospects for change, all of emphasizes and distorts. The lines were straight, bend under the weight of fear. Where I am? Who am? Panic takes you to a fantasy world where the ghosts of the night surround you and capture. The sun is setting .... it's great .... great, but its light is not enough to make you feel comfortable.