Darkness. Stillness. Loneliness.
Three hells, amassed within the contents of a human skull to torture the mind.
Artistically speaking, they are the kerosene that keeps the fire of poetry alive.
Consciously, they're traumatically destructive.
Darkness. Stillness. Loneliness.
Three hells, amassed within the contents of a human skull to torture the mind.
Artistically speaking, they are the kerosene that keeps the fire of poetry alive.
Consciously, they're traumatically destructive.
She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to...