BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze murk in, a thick blanket draped from elixirs. It starts with tingles, a subtle shift in perception. The world dissolves, edges becoming nebulous. It's a glide into the manufactured tranquility, where worries vanish and reality warps like wax. But this contrived slumber, it has a dark side. A creeping void that lingers even when the substa