The air is dense, Certainly unbreathable, But, someone else, too, Doesn’t want me to breathe either. For I could sense, The grip tighten...

The noise of my thoughts, Echoes so loud that, There is a deafening silence, When the thoughts stop, Numbing me so deep, That I can’t...

There is not a single moment, In the day, When I’m not humming, The songs I listen, At 2 AM, While staring into the deep, dark sky, As...

Tell me where I can put to rest, The words that hold on to me, Like molecules of water, Unready to be evaporated. Tell me where I can lay...