« We’ll never have a normal life anymore» : this is a mind-jacking title. One more early morning hijacking. This is how it has been, for
If I do not choose to have faith in the human being, life is only an acid apprehension.It is unlivable. By rotating the angle I
From the obscurity of our nights, what we callDespair, absence of meaning,Is the most beautiful quest.It pulses along with the forgotten heartbeat of our childhood.
As she sighed, Thelma sat down, grabbed the pen and let it flow I’m scared of living,This is why I keep saying ‘no’Why I yell
Even though Silence, in essence, is one,It encompasses many degrees It all begins with the silence of discomfort,When the very first holes widen their outer
I once believed the Night was darkUntil she lifted the curtainAnd showed her ways to let light pierceThrough its bleak filters and black frames I