The music doesn’t seem right anymore, the songs seem all the same, breaths that I take feel like herculean tasks. To keep my eyes open and to think, makes me wish I could be a vegetable, feels I am in a coma, feels everything is a dream, a nightmare, that I am unable to wake up from.
I get chased down by demons, I get raped by emotions, I get defiled by feelings, I get debauched by guilt, I get castrated by desire, I see gloom all around, I feel myself breaking into a million pieces, with each piece questioning its authenticity, I feel I am in coma.
To sleep in peace is all I desire To sleep in peace is all I desire
Upon my visiting a steep rocky hill, I saw her- strange, candid and very simple; Falling apart from the lip-stick beauty; From insane odors; from the tog’s divinity – A natural doll, she’s a spirited jill. The rustic cast was
The snow fell quietly on the little hill with the softness of swan feathers, blanketing the ground around the tiny log cabin. Wispy drifts cascaded down the roof and gathered around the windowsills as if to cradle the tiny abode
The peaceful night The stars and the moon The wind sea The stargazing.. How lovely is it? Away from busy city,people and noise. Only you and nature. You feel peace in heart. Peace in mind. Deep inside we all long