What is drearier than sleepless nights? Heavy eyelids, lifeless eyes stare into the nothingness. Eyes burn, scream. You lie there paralyzed, cold like a cadaver, while your mind wanders about a thousand places. Labored breaths, palpitation. Darkness thickens. Silence falls. You hear the dripping sound. Somewhere in the house a tap drips. Drops of water … Continue reading When The Demons Dance
Speed Of Thoughts 