Thu, 25 Feb 2021 20:17:11 +0000

I'm fatigued;
I have no real words, because of how self-serving and hallow most of them are.
I silently scream, a half-assed gesture from the desire fantasized in a day dream.
Cognitive dissonance,
I want to be understood, but I don't want to be seen.
If I were being honest, what I want is that long, deep, dreamless rest,
Nirvana as void and Void as nirvana,
but it's not yet my time.