emilalves

cant sleep, cold feet. 

 

My brain is against me. i have dark Dreams as well. With little color, like a rainy day. they feel like weekends to me. 

But

- i never chase.

i remain closed like a book. 

 

what is chaseing? It's not some sin.

no.

 

I give.

i give.

to a Wall, but i think to My self perhaps its one with a door.

 

im searching for a light in The dark,

but i am blind.