"but, did you die?!"
it's what you feel like the life is saying to you after raping you like a maniac. at such moments, your only refuge can be nothing but sleep; if you're lucky to fall and stay asleep, of course. you just want to silence the voices in your mind. but they're too loud. they will keep you up all night. you cannot run from them, nor completely silence them. there's no escape. then you turn to music, your old friend. play it even louder. so than you wont hear the voices anymore. but, you know what? it drains you. you can't carry on any more like this and collapse onto your bed, like a dead leaf. and yet, the life contemptuously keeps laughing at you - "but, did you die?!".
@kitobqurti
it's what you feel like the life is saying to you after raping you like a maniac. at such moments, your only refuge can be nothing but sleep; if you're lucky to fall and stay asleep, of course. you just want to silence the voices in your mind. but they're too loud. they will keep you up all night. you cannot run from them, nor completely silence them. there's no escape. then you turn to music, your old friend. play it even louder. so than you wont hear the voices anymore. but, you know what? it drains you. you can't carry on any more like this and collapse onto your bed, like a dead leaf. and yet, the life contemptuously keeps laughing at you - "but, did you die?!".
@kitobqurti