The Unknown

Life is real

I make love with my fears, I engage with my dreams seeing everything in a different magical and charming dimension. I hate reality where everything is black or white…what a boredom…
Please, take me home to the place of crimson passion and poison-less peace…but…oh wait…
What IF it turns into hatred descending into sewage of wasted time filled with pain, ground into ash, wet with hollow screams, salty tears and cold sweat, mixed into mud, dried into a solid mass resembling a pain rock I will live with attached to my heart forever.
What IF…

You will never know if you don’t try.


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