Words from the exit wound.
These are only words, yet so much more.
These are words that I can feel deep inside my bones.
These are words that may mean so many different things. To you. Yet, they have but one meaning to me.
This is my nocturnal expression. This is my daily desperation.
These are my words. Go ahead, create some images.
My mind created it's own images, which were transmitted to digital life by Kiren Bagchee.