The wind. The trees. The mountain. Will they all go one day or will they remain? Each breath. In. Out. The stars light years away, maybe something I’ll never see. Infinite beauty and peace but a small...
Have you ever felt like everyone’s carried on living and you’ve stopped.
Just breathing. Nothings right but nothings wrong. Just breathing. Seconds... minutes... hours... Just breathing. Will I ever live again or have I died such a death where only my broken heart will whi...