Situations Like These کے بول

Serenity is the devil, we caress our solitude conversations with silence... a stick right through our mind embraced by shimmering water, we could die for a brief of the wind slowly we suffocate in the vein of eternity we've never been close to them the distance is our shield the texture of our bodies an alliance of broken dreams we'll float away with the tide in situations like these feel the storm build up inside burn the infected wounds we caress our solitude alone with serenity