l'appel du vide
half feral, half neurotic, mostly erratic
and savoring the terror of uncertainty.
these wistful thoughts are killing me,
and if they’re not … maybe they should be.
i am yesterday’s lover;
i am tomorrow’s regrets.
and savoring the terror of uncertainty.
these wistful thoughts are killing me,
and if they’re not … maybe they should be.
i am yesterday’s lover;
i am tomorrow’s regrets.
i can only claw at my walls so long before the exhaustion sets in, too deep to swim through anymore
i can only claw at my walls so long before the exhaustion sets in, too deep to swim through anymore