Clouded mind, tired body

The light is dimmed

I lie awake

When bodies meet

Two tired minds

What happens then — I contemplate

Sounds like a great title, doesn’t it? Somewhere some time I must have seen a book with the same title because right…

She rushed home. Her heart was pounding, her trembling fingers couldn’t turn the key.

She opened the door and just before her foot had landed across the doorstep, a flashback of the evening stung her once again.

“Life’s just about…

Burning walls and useless cries
I should’ve looked into your eyes
The moment was misleading
My heart is being squeezed, I’m bleeding.

Closing my eyes and opening up to my senses
All my fears, struggles, and defence’s
Irrelevant against the loneliness I feel
The constant crushing truth and emptiness
My neverending nostalgia and memories
fading away — My head’s a crazy mess
The realisation of the insanity race
I’m in — makes me sick…