Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood,
Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries,
Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave,
Petals aren't always soft,
sometimes they prick the soul.
No plagiarism/No hat...
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these neurons trigger flicker changes in my pain which fluctuates the messages sent by my hurt there's a strong connection unknown bringing pain from heart not mine, but telepathy yes it's in that hidden apathy of longing for pain, torches ignites my blood, bringing the pleasure death gives, for i stay dead in disdain that triggered panic in between neurons, it's intensity like the nebular cosmic blast, do you know what it is, can you measure?
A.N. i had some unknown weird heartbreaking pain within like a breakdown on the first week of March this year. I still don't know what it was, but it was really weird. I was crying without any reason, felt as if I'm half of myself and life become so much more meaningless and lonely for me that moment. That panic was too harsh.
