the immensity of loneliness is an empty note with no words letterless hence it can not be read never spoken of it merely lingers as an infinite singularity in the heart of existence . I leaned my forehead against your cold brick wall evoking the soundless roars behind the curtains…

What do you do what do you do when everything that makes you is dismembering what do you do what do you do when what you remember is lost what do you do then what do you do what do you do when you feel alone what do you do…