The showcase of our lives is not made of glass:it is a nocturnal animal that swallows the dayand regurgitates it in distorted glimmers,it is a corridor of reflections where each shadow has a name,where each glimmer is a flaw,...

https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/YlhPofL6XYU I swam below the surface.You tried to drown me there.Violated by the current stripping me away.Sharing in the mind's decay. Picking up the pieces with bloodied hands.In them I see all the love, it's not pretend.You just need me to see the monster.To have no...