Boneflower Starless
Screaming at a starless black sky, praying for planes to crash
Surrounded by uncertainty, like the abyss seducing me, awaking the desire of the fall
It's been so many f..cking years that I've become numb to the indifference I project to the rest of them. Endless stares at my reflection on the shop's windows, looking back at me like through a deformed lens. Swaying lines of light cast a shadow on the wet floor. The street becomes empty, maybe it always was
Everything comes, everything ends
We are golden when our old ours die. We are golden now
We're all searching meaning amidst this existential chaos, looking for a warm hug, a hard drug. Wanting to feel everything at once and nothing at all
