new world?
loneliness is worth suffering happening outside my window looking at your life feels smothering while being bitten by the black widow
The life
it started raining outside my window I cuddle my head to the pillow just to fall, to see you again, to feel your breath the same, with obsessed kisses, showing you how much you've been missed, to feel your warming presence, every smile and every sentence, lasting moments, even a few, you never left me though, don't you?
My little everything
Born by love. Driven by hatred. Existence is permeated by you, The connection's endless, vivid and true.
Saturday, midnight.
You hate sleep. You hate this timelessness, this emptiness and vulnerability. You can't listen anymore, you've had enough. You are a prisoner of revenge. Revenge for those who were taken from you, for the life that was deprived of you. You can't scream, you can't cry. No one understands you. No one hears you. You are alone.
