v a g u e
it took seconds to realize
the scarcity in the distance between
how you quiver,
when the mouth dries
and how you groan,
when cold hugs you tight
i barely know,
what is going on
for the truth, is yet to find
and the reality,
seems knocked you down
for you’re a disease,
a virus; so devastating
begging, thirsting, craving
slowly sinking and wasting
since the beginning
[1.49 am // quite windy]


