Life is funny and so are you; as you make me laugh.

Laugh at the silly things that you feel life is all about, laugh when you feel that we are on a roller coaster ride but the mere smirk of your face makes my stomach churn and all that I feel is to puke all the gross inside me that makes me heavier.

And yes I also laugh on the hilarious streak of yours which believes that it loves me and I still feel cozy in your arms and I still believe in the world of constellations.

Stagnancy not only rots it also sets in gangrene, gangrene of the feet, the mind and the soul. A black comedy of a droning day which sets a tone to what I inhale as what I exhale is only YOU.

A knock at the doped conscience where the voice of love dies its own death….