Rethinking mistakes amidst tears lost in drops has become a daily occurrence.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 5:51 PM UTC
She left a letter. Exactly as her dissatisfaction dictated, gratitude for the sleepless nights was still present in small, yet lucid, letters, completely sober.
She left the hope of one day living alongside the one who had given her the title of "life"; and who, in the present time, had changed roles to that death.
Whom I once desired.
She?
Or death?
We will never know.
Mar 29
Mar 29, 2026 at 7:38 PM UTC
I see your absent gaze
Your indecent attempt
to try reconciliation.
I admire your courage in pursuing your profession, but I know that
even after decades of searching for it
you will never find a single drop of meaning.
exit-
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 9:40 PM UTC
