though, the coldness successfully suffocates my lungs
I close my eyes and I imagine
if I were up in the clouds
or if I were underwater
trying to justify all these sufferings
but everytime I open my eyes
the only thing I could picture
is a blank wall with some yellowish stains
and my back leaning on a pillow
that feels like a stack of thatch
too, the fabrics that I'm wearing
feel itchy as if they were scratching and digging up my skin
my mind starts to shut down
slowly slowly slowly
making me helpless
making me want to fall into a deep slumber
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