#stormyday
Blurred faces.
I'm leaning my fevered brow against the cold glass of the window.
Intoxicated with dreams
I absorb the rain.
The deathly beauty of a never-ending storm
confronts the sea of misfortune.
I'm experiencing strange pain in my heart...
Why am I full of sorrow?
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC