Endless silence.

It’s been weeks since then.. I haven’t done much but write write cry write cry and cry a little more. I’d sleep of course, to get away from living. I’ve always thought of sleep as a psychotic break from reality rather than just resting. Since then, I’ve just been writing. About what? Honestly, I can’t… Continue reading Endless silence.


confined alone down in my cell i feel solitude and i need help scared and alone i scream out loud waiting hoping to remove the cloud confined trapped inside my shell i feel pain and i need help scared and alone i wait for the end i wait for the time i will decend Confined… Continue reading Confined