Everything has been broken down to little pieces because of this silence that I seem not able to befriend with.
Good night.
Sleep tight.
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 5:50 PM UTC
I.
I am an addict.
You.
An addicts drug.
We.
A lunatic illusion.
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 10:08 AM UTC
Say,
What will happen when
Silence, darkness, and motionless
Finally meet.
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC