Once she emerges

A/N Please be advised the following POV can be triggering. Sometimes everything seems to be getting better but then, out of nowhere, the sickening heavy feeling takes over my body. It feels like I'm trying to steer my life from the backseat, and catch glimpses of street names from the passenger side window. I feel … Continue reading Once she emerges

How bad is it?

How bad is it?The way you have Dug your grave prematurelyAnd buried yourself withPosies of lilies and red rosesTo remind yourself of The purity and love youOnce held in your mind.How deep are your wounds?How often do you let them bleed?Do you rub salt in themTo relive the agonyOr do you deny yourselfOf healing because … Continue reading How bad is it?

A Writer

A writer is someoneWho in parallel universesPrisons fictional charactersCrafted from reality;They're criminals whoSpend hours scheming onHow to implode people'sPerfectly imperfect livesInto torturous fragments. Nothing is felt -No guilt as people are killed off,And no shame nor remorseAs the writer stands Holding white lilies,Head bowed in prayerAs others' hearts weep in sorrow,They're already plotting more misery. … Continue reading A Writer

all the demons & angels keep shouting at me

and all the demonsand angelskeep shouting at me -i'm clingingto the edge of sanity,so tell me if the fall from gracewill be painless? nothing in hellscares meand no place in heavenentices meand existence doesn'ttempt me;society is tryingto resuscitate me whilstcrushing my insides. and all theseangels and demonsseem to leave meat the mercyof my own conscience;i … Continue reading all the demons & angels keep shouting at me

if i die young

if i die young,i want to be buriedknowing my heart feltall it couldand my dreamswere unleashed fromthe realms of myimagination;if i die youngi don't wantmy unspoken wordsto be regretsor have diednot sayingi love youto the oneswhom my heartbelongs to. if i die young,i want to haveexperienced liferather than havecoexisted with it;i want to havebeen happy … Continue reading if i die young

the thing about life

life is too unpredictable to be complacent, and too beautiful to have to waste time burying regrets. we often wander around wearing masks that cloak our personalities, and speak in tongues that betray our authentic opinions. we settle for less because we want to please strangers and acquaintances, and cater to the envy, spite, gas-lighting … Continue reading the thing about life