It is sad how lonely this world is among all these words that our minds absorb in despair to feed on. Every single word disappears and leaves a blank empty spot on its place.
words, thoughts, sentences – can drop just like the colour
And, it is not what you see but the opposite,
Or it is not what the opposite but what you see.
Silence is the only truth.
Silence is torture.
being today is waiting until being tomorrow.
I am sinking