It’s My Birthday. Will the Growing Pains Subside?

To find your balance, master the art of gratitude.

Nighttime Haunts the Muscles

Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.

We Are Your Revelation

We will be in your mind with every breath. We will haunt you into your death.

Soul Genocide

Into ash and stone leaping downwards. This place would never feel like home.

Stream of Consciousness | 1.6

A struggle between solitude and longing unfolds, reflecting deep emotional pain and a desire for escape.