LittleJakub

When I looked into it, it seemed as it was staring back at me.

At first, the sensation felt quite intriguing, even warm...

But the longer I kept looking into it, the more I realized...

It was my own stare glaring at me, devouring pieces of my reality, inch by inch.

It just kept going, and I couldn't take my eyes off of it...

I'm still becoming less, piece by piece -

in an endless cycle of lysis.

However, wherever, the day goes by… It’s the nights that test your mind.

After you loose yourself in one person, it’s not easy to pick up all the pieces after…