Its intoxicating airs bog down the eyelids,
Coat aspirations dusting away on the windowsill,
Extinguishes the flicker of life for the briefest of moments,
Sets the sands of the mind anew.
– Pihu J.
Because Life Doesn't Come Knocking
Its intoxicating airs bog down the eyelids,
Coat aspirations dusting away on the windowsill,
Extinguishes the flicker of life for the briefest of moments,
Sets the sands of the mind anew.
– Pihu J.
My senses are constantly overhelmed.
Music pumping through both ears, eyes enraptured by the digital glare, fingers ever-tapping.
[Read more…] about Thank The SunThe shards of what I have broken pierce my heart,
Little by little.
[Read more…] about Little By LittleConcrete bit into my feet as I ran across the street and away from hell. Hell chased me, with its cold, unyielding arms, its murderously unfeeling wiles. My feet began warming as the smooth blood raced to envelope my soles in its comforting thickness.
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