And suddenly, it was the middle of the night.
And the day was gone. And nothing happened.
I mean, you don't remember anything. Except
it was pandemic and it didn't and and people were
...
Memories
There are these moments. Music louder than a thousand bombs. Fires me up. Dancing and jumping. Like I was five years old again. All inside me. Fueled by a short moment of silence. A pure mood passing by my house, like a soap bubble passing the wind shield of a parking train.
But when my eyes restart to focus. And my body goes numb. It returns. This endless storm of black and white. Like needles into my heart. Make me tick... tick... tick... Run run run. And the years flash by. Leaving no memory behind.