Need you now

...because I need you now. And this distance is killing me.

Ink Stains

Words are the ink colored tear stains left behind on pieces of papers

This Storm

One foot in front of the other. One foot in front of the other. And disappear

Zero

This is the burning pits of hell. There is no escape. There is none. Close your eyes and melt.

Relentless scars

"It could have been worse. It can still turn worse."

Losing Grip

My soul is howling. The shattering of my heart is deafening my ears.