I have not sat down or felt the need to write in this way for a very long time.... 2 nights ago during a storm, I sat on my bed and was going through some old stuff I wrote.... then I had this urge to write a letter to someone.... I still don't know
There is the dark void, where I am nothing. Everything begins and ends with the dark void. So deep that there is no existence until some spark breaks it forever, only to suddenly descend again into an endless night. That space we barely touch when sl