They were too bitter for my taste.
The colors turned black and white,
And the music became noises.
I lived in the darkness too long that it made the cold bearable, and the silence, peaceful.
Indeed, my chaos made me drown but there was comfort under water.
The pills made you love me but it made me a fish above water.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 11:45 AM UTC
They were too bitter for my taste.
The colors turned black and white,
And the music became noises.
I lived in the darkness too long that it made the cold bearable, and the silence, peaceful.
Indeed, my chaos made me drown but there was comfort under water.
The pills made you love me but it made me a fish above water.
