متن های سکوت / جدیدترین متن سکوت [شهریور 1405]

It's late, I'm tired..
Loneliness, like a swollen and dark void
Fills the room in a sealed jar.
Sleep is a good refuge:
Sleep and silence..

When sadness goes too far, it gives way to a chronic indifference. It no longer matters whether you are there or not, whether you love or not. What matters is a sluggish stretch of feeling that no longer draws you to react, and in that moment, in silence, you just look and look...

,They come and try to get close
;then when they get close they let go
and they leave with a deep wound in our .soul