Sleep Paralysis
"It was somwhere around Sheffield where my conscious concedes. Fiction halts, the drugs began to wear"
"thin. Colored obvious, the world slid off it's tilt. Waking up each night, from the gravitational pull."
"It was somwhere around Sheffield where my conscious concedes. Fiction halts, the drugs began to wear"
"thin. Colored obvious, the world slid off it's tilt. Waking up each night, from the gravitational pull."