Day 1 I guess I’m writing this because I have nowhere else left to turn. I always wanted to become a writer of some sort: …
![](https://brizomagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/07/Untitled_Artwork-260x200.jpeg)
Day 1 I guess I’m writing this because I have nowhere else left to turn. I always wanted to become a writer of some sort: …
You said you were terrified of death – nearedBeing in a place you have never knownBut I think it was really life you feared – …
My soul is crushed like a hard candy shellThe universe sprinkled with dots of my painConsciousness spreading, disappearing, existingA life without meaning is one lived …