Woken up every morning with either words or songs in my head. Silently whispering in my ear of words I never had courage tell. Should anybody feels what I felt, trapped is what I could describe of it. Simply, these words plays tricks on me, that I came to a point where I imagine the worst of everything. I live in fear of things unsettled, paranoid.
by S.
16 May 2015 | 04:51
Woken up every morning with either words or songs in my head. Silently whispering in my ear of words I never had courage tell. Should anybody feels what I felt, trapped is what I could describe of it. Simply, these words plays tricks on me, that I came to a point where I imagine the worst of everything. I live in fear of things unsettled, paranoid.
by S.
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S. 1995. In love with darkness of the world for some thought otherwise, she have her own mind. May you encounter more of her, of the good and bad imaginations she have. All that will be written won't always be the truth. She speaks the thoughts that kept on playing in her mind and the words of the damn she heard. She do not appreciate plagiarism in any way. Used of any content of this blog without permission is strictly prohibited.
