Seeking The Unspoken

I lose myself in the memories. The ones that hurt, the ones that leave a sting in my bones. The memories that are not always reachable...

It’s late, and my eyes are heavy. The kind of heaviness that makes you wonder if you need to sleep for a year or drink a hot cup of...

My eyes are open but cannot see. My body is awake but cannot feel. My heart is beating but cannot rest. My mind is flooded but cannot...