BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze mists in, a thick blanket draped from chemicals. It starts with a hum, a subtle change in perception. The world blurs, edges becoming soft. It's a glide into the manufactured tranquility, where worries vanish and reality warps like gum. But this contrived slumber, it has a dark side. A creeping void that lingers even when the fog wears of