I’m watching the world spinning around Safe, from my bubble, day in and day out The film keeps rolling, clips are showing I’m trying so hard to make sense of it, but All I could find was another empty glass Into the void, glassy eyes stare It feels like I’m running out of air Days... Continue Reading →
Dear friend, How have you been? I know, I can see it painted on your face Keep your mouth shut, though If you want to fit into this place See the walls, caving in? Leave some pieces behind So, you can fit in So, you can be mine I’ll collect your tears in my pockets... Continue Reading →
Hope. I am not sure what for. But like oxygen when I climb the tallest mountain, or when I dive deeper into the ocean, it sometimes feels like it is thinning out. What happens when I run out of it? What is going to keep me here then? I think about it sometimes, when I... Continue Reading →
