Category: Myku

Illbeing can be subtle, you sometimes won’t even realize it’s with you.

Ogni insuccesso conduce la mente verso il passato.

It cannot be something that is missing that defines me.

Sometimes things can come easier if I stop worrying about them.

Is there, after all, a point in being ok if alone?

La luce della luna
dipinge sul mio letto
la sagoma del tuo corpo assente.

Maybe we stimulate the pain to raise the levels of tolerance?

Silence can cover the excessive noise of the mind.

Una parte del mio ‘ora’
è rimasta al ‘noi’.