Glimpse

The origin of silence becomes young, takes my breathe, because nowhere is too fast, the noise is what kills me, remembering everything.

corner upon corner, she runs over the horizon, all her venom in that cruel message, made me feel like I'm not a person. Feeling like I'm nothing because I'm fucked.

Need attention, but it's too cold, and she doesn't shine for me. Its only a lie between me and my hopes.