Reality
As the title exclaimed…
As the title exclaimed…
Sipping through my lungs, vapor speaks of my fangs.…
Living behind this cage where voices don't age. I have no face who speaks on different page.…
An apology to myself, to that kid me who is hiding deep beneath.…
Endless…
A story to make every cigarette I take…
Death is not the end…
Letters unsent…
Every cigarette I take is a poem I make…
Series of dialogue…
Living in the sea poured from people's expectation. A living curse.…