BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze murk in, a thick blanket stitched from elixirs. It starts with a whisper, a subtle alteration in perception. The world fades, edges becoming nebulous. here It's a journey into the manufactured tranquility, where worries evaporate and reality warps like wax. But this contrived slumber, it has a underbelly. A creeping hollow that lingers ev