I feel down and sad. Doubt creeps in. I feel scared and panicked and terrified and suffocated. Upset and unsure. Nonchalant and bored. Restless and weary. Powerless and vulnerable. But more often than not, I feel blessed. Fortunate and certain and secure and reassured. Calm and inspired. Full and important...

You’re a wonder. And since we met, I was never able to take myself away from you. I’m still wondering if you’re true, and I still have desires of wanting to prick you, see if it bleeds, and then confirm that you’re real. Yet I know you’re real. Much more...

Stupidity is a contagious disease and you seem to have been inflicted. Once again you stand still, showcasing an image – a desperate image ready to endure the ironically unexpected outcomes of desperate expectations. You suffered several days of not being able to get up because of the emotional fevers...

This is not a love letter, for love is yet uncertain. You may not mean love to me, but you’re the closest one that I got, and so this is for you. You are a dream, and sometimes, I wish to never be awake and just dream. I see the...

If a woman would give it all, be it tangible or not, would she ever be loved by a man? If a woman would have herself confined within the walls of what a man dictates, would she ever be respected or at least treated fairly? If a woman would fully...

Hearing only the ticking of the clock across the room made my head just spin with boredom. Three long hours have passed since midnight yet I am still wide awake. I put on my earphones and turned up the volume to maximum. Usual stuff ran across my mind. Skipping songs...