5/4/2023 5:44:35 AM: 'Window' Low dull buzz sounding off in the distant A small glass showcase offers solace to the tense Shadows glide effortlessly, passing colorful inanimate s.. Eyes follow draining healing powers Empty minds are confined to the boundaries. Sweaty palms pressed against broken glass Red drips down my window sill. The light slowly fads to black, the unknown. Turning on a foremost split of a reflection cast not on your wall..

5/4/2023 5:24:08 AM: My journal is called 'Journal to No One'