3RR0R
by Seirius
Seirius
2 years ago
The world out there moves, tirelessly. I have a headache like a horrible hangover. It must be because of his twists and turns that I hate so much. Up late again. I have a problem. There is something I hate about the days, and it is precisely the day itself; something in its noise that clashes, something in its light that blinds me. The clock weaves its turns in my hands, and without realizing it, it leads me to a futile “I don't know where.” I do not belong here. Please don't take me. I can't free myself. Something weighs on me. A lot. There's lead in my eyes. I want to sleep. The sun falls, it bleeds. He will die now. For me it is a victory. Wake me up when I win. I want to wake up, finally, in the silence, in the black mourning that drags the night, expand until I embrace its infinite edges, dance, dance in the corpse of this city that is already dying, a giant cement tomb.(Experimental draw)
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