if i could record all the thoughts that play through my head, the way my eyes scan the horde of people around, the myriad strings of my...

Reckless, restless these four walls that have consumed me, throughout the threads of my own chaotic wreckages, i've been bound to my...

The crumpled bedsheet, the not so warm blanket In a room that screams at you With silent whines Leaking into your chest Of the empty...