BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze swirls in, a thick blanket draped from chemicals. It starts with tingles, a subtle change in perception. The world fades, edges becoming undefined. It's a glide into the manufactured peace, where worries disappear and reality folds like wax. But this synthetic slumber, it has a shadow. A creeping void that lingers even when the substance