Okledia

Stuck. In your own reality. No marks of shadows in the light. No vigilance. You don't see it. You don't get me. It's painful afterwards. Before the weakness. After the inhumanity. Exagгerating? No sound. Or sound of suffocation. Believe me, there is more to it than this. I don't see the blue of it. Freedom. Or end of light. Rest. Emptiness.