1565.

We are so obsessed
in debasing others, we
forget our frailties.

1564.

Perhaps the want in
our eyes is best served by these
distances. Saving.

1563.

My emotions too
awkward a confession to
make. Quiet persists.

1562.

Too often comfort
is given through platitudes.
Erasing meaning.

1561.

Trapped by hidden rules
dictating an unfulfilled
existence. Pointless.

1560.

Life full of silence
and all that never gets said.
Imbalanced longing.

1559.

Darkness is the true
equalizer of fragile
emotions set scared.