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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
3 years ago. Saturday, July 30, 2022 at 11:30 AM

It feels so quiet today.

Silence.

Not this silence that isolates your brain and offers you peace.

A wird silence.

A feeling of Death.

Breathing stops.

Feelings stop.

Paralysed.

There is no one there.

A suffocating feeling.

Like watching yourself fading away, disappearing but there is nothing to do to stop it.

You can scream and shout.

But silence is stronger.

Silence can cover even the strongest screams sometimes.

 

"July 28.

I am more and more unable to think, to observe, to determine the truth of things, to remember, to speak, to share an experience; I am turning to stone, this is the truth. "

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