I was in an unfamiliar neighborhood full of standoffish colors and smells. My heartbeat is echoing throughout, giving me an earful of my loneliness.

The world we live in is the only home we’ve ever known, but it’s a reality that was imposed on us. All of us tensed up and cramped together, without thinking we search for places of warmth...

[code]... And I've found my warm place in a world full of ice and silence.[/code]

No...

«... I've found my warm place in your world, full of roses and wounds.» ~