I’m suffocating my love, in delusions and illusions. There’s a northern fog that looms inside the empty vessels, that navigate towards my heart. I reach out my hand; but the window panes get in the way. I’m dying my love, bit by bit, My heart breaks, bit by bit. In fragments I recall vague, sunnyContinue reading “Lost, Low”
The only thing that made me happy today during a lapse of unhappiness, was this.