the nitez was terribly unbearable lately.
its so quiet that even you tiptoed to the living room,
you cld hear ur own footsteps.
its so quiet that even the radio is on,
its buried by the silence.
its so quiet that every breathe you take,
its no longer consider essential but a noise.
its so quiet that you wonder are you still alive or buried in a cemetery.
.
i am losing my dad.
but i guess i have alr lost my mum.
her fatigue and restless look.
her almost-cant-take-it body.
kills me faster than nicotine invades my lungs.
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