(G.P VI) Something There That Always Is

And we were immersed in our fears of floating faces at the windows
End of the fears we never know or if our life is full or just half
We woke up sweating, got up enlightened
The fears and the sweat lived on for very long
Then we stopped staring out of windows, got used to living inside closed windows
We enjoyed it, despite the suffocation
And breathlessness