It took years to write this story. Each attempt was met with resistance—my hands refused to move, my fingers locked in hesitation, and my heart throbbed with uncomfortable beats. I’d start, then find myself distracted, searching for a glass of…
I am not back to love poems im still on holiday but Jeez , It still sends shivers down my spine it comes in many forms like sea waves,like a huge anxiety he still puzzles my eyes like a puzzle…
Everyday it pains less i and im afraid of when it wont pain anymore. i sometimes crave the pain because it meant i cared now im losing it to a force stronger than i. The will to breath gain. That…
We don’t want to judge wrong, so we are listening but the guys you sent to represent you, the ones you said would speak on your behalf, they’re failing you; their script is jumbled up they started without an end…
Have you ever heard of the ancient saying, “even an old train stops someday “? It’s meant to sound like a lot of work making jack a dull boy. But my train didn’t even stop. It stalled; the driver took…