givea

so i have got a lot of thoughts in my head but still i cant find the right words. i have got a lot to say but still my mouth is closed. denial is no good but it still captures in my stupid sentences. a stream of insomnia. got to make my great escape towards the air because these streams are not for me. i can not breathe in this water and i feel the small waves suffocation. look up towards the sky, what do you see ? is it clody is it white does the sunshine make it bright? raindrops falling down on my filmy coat, these are the days when i feel more delight. the view below the stream is quite amazing. for now this is how i will plan my escape