and there’s nothing left to give and I breath on instinct choking on tears that I forgot to cry last decade century epoch. and this road so… Read more “To live”
Tag: sad
The undead
I want nothing of you. Please, please just look at me! I want a simple recognition and I will take the second chair if nothing else is… Read more “The undead”
Lace
I am aware that the glass house I call my armour is rattled. Cracks intertwine with the bitter memories of the past creating tracery. I am taking… Read more “Lace”
Depleted
The tediousness of the existence gawking on the will to push the toxic air inside the used and abused body. It’s no use in reminiscence if the… Read more “Depleted”
Stop
There’s not enough good in me to refuse this malicious joke that keeps twisting my bones. You may bend, mock and completely confuse But I’ve learnt to… Read more “Stop”
