Don't Know If They're Safe. My Phone Is Acting Weird Beside... Whatever This Is.

Memory of leaves trying to escape from the Iron grips.

It feels as if centuries passed.

It's... So calm

Like in the eye of the storm.

Red berries, red red red red red

Bitter, long rotten but still hauntingly beautiful.

They say there is sky somewhere.

I hope I'll be able to see it with my own eyes once.

As well as I was the one who watched.

Always.

:D

Birb

A lot of stuff have happened since I posted last time. I got depression and wasn't able to carry this blog, then I got a little bit better and then war started.

So... Now I'm just waiting. Trying not to fall back into enxiety that will lead me in less then nice way, just existing because that's all I can do. This will be over soon, only crysis will remain for several years.

Houses from afar look almost like toys, with this bright light from windows among darkness of street. I can only look in aw at this light dropping on leaves under my feet.

It is warm.