numb

always find myself in other-s crazyness, other-s loneliness, other-s wishes to destroy, and then sit and watch the sky fall all around my silence, while i continue searching my mind.


WHERE IS MY MIND... MY SKIN... THE SOUND I USED TO MAKE WITH MY VOICE.


ME HE VUELTO COMODAMENTE INSENSIBLE

INSENSIBLE INSENSIBLE INSENSIBLE INSENSIBLE. NUMB.