Category: Introspection
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I Remember
Long have I yearned to be there for someone, to have someone be there for me. I would have given anything to feel love, so , I gave away pieces of my heart… my very being. As long as I could feel that love, I was willing to sacrifice anything, DignityEmpathy AttentionTruthHealth But now I…
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Remembering Compassion
At some point in the last couple of years, I forgot why I started writing. I lost what made writing special for me. I forgot what it was like to be honest about the pain of living. I forgot how beautiful it is to help create feelings. I forgot about the self awareness that it…
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Dry Land
I had been lost for sometime. Drifting aimlessly through a life that I despised. Confined by the vastness of the saltwater around– anxiety lurking like sharks. The shame of existing was suffocating. I was drowning in mistakes and self rejection with no relief in sight. The only land I had to rest on were fleeting…
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Ignorance
Ignorance has the sound of lullabiesbut it is a war drum in disguise Beat by beatIts music seduces our feet Like voiceless dancers we follow the percussionsStep by step manifesting its repercussions The dancing droves drown out the sound Presenting existence as some pristine scene,But the pound of the stomps are deafening… The drum drowns…