Today is hardSo hard that i came back hereTo write-To let it out--?To cope?To make sense?To be less painful?I dunno..we dunno-.It's so painful that my vision went blurry on another levelThe pain didn't go awayWell..it's not the first timeWell we od ourself with sleeping pill usually So...yeay usWe didn't this time--?.We hate herWe hate ourselfWe hate each otherWe hate everythingSo much hateWhy?.Why trying to...
SHE WHO SEES THE WIND
