hateful and unapologetic at its finest degree.
cutting and breaking the limbs of our lungs and the safety of our minds.
you walk alone at night, to only find yourself at peace with the crickets singing a symphonty of sonnets and sonatas. the way the lights swirls under the lights towered over the pavement. mist is your friend at this point and the only solace youve had for 5 minutes. the air is sweet, but it will never be sweet enough for me.