just as intimate as it is hollow

a cramp, a hard enclosing cramp that eats it's way through all protecting membrane.

an unrestraind monster that gluttonous chews it self towards my consciousness

there's eyes on the paper, eyes that are stained by ink & who takes notes of everything

every breath is recorded to over & over again be played, in hope to stay in that intoxicated moment.

an almost narcotic & treacherous high, that shake every part of my dazed mind.
in one of all the earthquakes i'm hit by regret for something that never before was there to miss.
but then it very fast turns in to a mild melancoli & i let the earthquake shatter all of my windows towards the other side of the world.

we used to romanticize about our madness, we suffocated it with love & secrets.

we breath for manic nights that was haunted by nicotine & a bitter sleeplessness

sometimes the moon still refelcts the same listlessness as your eyes

& i remember that boredom that was mixed with every imaginary sentence