Category: belief

Uncomfort

We do all sorts of things we’re uncomfortable with. We become all sorts of people we’re uncomfortable with. We keep changing, so slowly at first that we never notice until one day, we look in the mirror, and the eyes staring back are unfamiliar…

Why I don’t Write

Do I write for fun? Or when the power of words hit me? Do I write to process, to understand The beauty of things that surround? Would I write if energy was freely given, Flowing to me in a continuous And purifying rain of…

Ache

To be continually confined, Scratching at the high walls of my Cell until my fingers Bleed, with no one listening to my Whimpers except the moon. She’s the only one who never Gave up – on me – Continued to shine on – Despite…

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