WARNING: May contain strong language.
“If I write what I feel, it’s to reduce the fever of feeling” – Fernando Pessoa
There is a reason for fucking with the lights out.
It has nothing to do with hiding our monsters away.
They already reside in the darkness of our insides,
juggling our organs,
hidden by our skin.
Inside is their hiding place.
With the lights out,
they come out,
fill up an entire room
and remain unseen.
But people can feel them.
People always do.
They know that we are trying to fuck the pain away.