congrats my love
its raining. a second glance shows that it's actually birds. crows, falling, one by one from grey sky. i am sullen. a black and white filter covers my corneas and all i can see is apathy. i sigh a breath of smoke and shiver. a few forsaken leaves tremble on trees that beg for sun and sleep. unforgiving wind turns the sweat on my skin into ice. chained to your vices, i wander in limbo. howl.