BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze swirls in, a thick blanket stitched from chemicals. It starts with a whisper, a subtle shift in perception. The world fades, edges becoming undefined. It's a journey into the manufactured peace, where worries vanish and reality melts like wax. But this synthetic slumber, it has a dark side. A creeping hollow that lingers even when the fog