An existential cry

If you happened for a reason Then all you do will be of no meaning We’ll go pass the season With not one single feeling Chance is there to be seized But choices lead towards paralysis All these memories diseased Don’t bother for further analysis Once I’ve made up my mind I’ll walk that desolate Read More …

Dead hand

You know when the jelly in your conscience becomes firm, it means that you are strong, and when it starts to take shape, it means you know who you are. There is nothing more significant to being. And while we still waste our time trying to find what we want, we will soon realise that Read More …