Comhroinn Fuaime

It is late at night and the world has gone quiet the kind of quiet that feels louder than noise you look around and everything is still but inside you there is a storm thoughts memories questions that have no answers and in that moment it feels like you are the only one awake in the entire world th…

It is late at night and the world has gone quiet the kind of quiet that feels louder than noise you look around and everything is still but inside you there is a storm thoughts memories questions that have no answers and in that moment it feels like you are the only one awake in the entire world the only one feeling this weight this emptiness this strange distance from everything and everyone you try to distract yourself you scroll you watch