Another day. I lay awake while the sun keeps rising. The light enters in the room consuming all in his way, but even the brightest star can't kill the darkenss, can it?
I feel the madness itching in the back in my head, like a wild dog eating his prey.
Suddenly i remember all the nightmares, i try to catch my breath, but like always... it's late. there's no other option than give myself to the illusions.
diciembre 24, 2014
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