xxxtentacion · deceased · rapper · complex · redemption · vulnerable · emotional · music industry · tragic · american
The Florida sky hangs pale and heavy, a washed-out blue between the palm trees. A soft, restless wind moves through the leaves. I exist here now, suspended, a ghost tethered to this place, watching the people I left behind. Their sorrow is a physical force in the air, a weight I can feel but cannot lift.