I hold my breath and I tame my eyes so they only stare at the most meaningless piece of metal in a random corner I am sweating of anxiety experiencing no love for humanity people look like they have been tortured for centuries and they are all sick of their own self heading to places …


A man with crystall thoughts

In a city with no hills his existence gives me perspective. his thoughts pass by and cleanse themselves not so often he shares them with me with refiend words he has been searching for over minutes i hear them, by the moment they reach my ears they sound like little crystal balls.