isolation

life takes a lot n doesn't give enough 

looking at these sand covered tombs like i belong

warmth. cold. air to breathe.

something about isolation is inherently bad for humans, but something about it attracts me. isolation feels like these tombs.

warmth. cold. air to breathe.

colors cease to exist.

black and white soon merge to a mild, feelingless, uninspiring grey 

grey is what you see, grey is how you feel

cold. warmth. inability to breathe.

how do you paint a picture 

when all is grey