with light there is darkness,
but in those rainy days, the
moments that are pitch black
no escape from the mind, alone.
I find my voice in the static,
pickup the pen, and I write.
Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 11:42 AM UTC
with light there is darkness,
but in those rainy days, the
moments that are pitch black
no escape from the mind, alone.
I find my voice in the static,
pickup the pen, and I write.
