“I’m stuck inside the body of chaos, when all I want is to be calm. I can undress myself but I refuse to look into the mirror; the same way that I can kiss a stranger’s lips and not look into their eyes. I can find the opening of my head and pull out partial lyrics and stuttered words, but I won’t ever be able to express myself with the fluidity of a great writer. My windows are open on the days that it storms and creates a tragic kind of silence inside the walls of my home. Outside it is speedy wind and palm trees hugging one another in the tears of the heavens, but beyond the floods and the traffic accidents, I am still. I am stuck. I am with a want for words and adventure, but the beach and the sand are soiled in the the arms of the chaos.”
- sorrybud-yousuck
- sorrybud-yousuck
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