Adrift

I’m not sure what kind of person I am and a part of me is not willing to find out. An antagonizing fear drips through my smiles. Is it my own fears dictating this feeling or is there actual reasoning behind this? Why does my mind wander way past my reach? I once stood alone … More Adrift

Choices

I’m hiding from the sun behind curtains that barely hold back the light as both of my worlds continue to collapse before me, but with everything going on all I can think about is “I don’t know how I feel about this anymore.” The best thing I’ve learned is that everything we do is a … More Choices

Waiting on me

I spend most of my life waiting. Mainly, for myself to get things right. The silence of waiting bypassed any feeling of comfort life can offer. I sit with not much going on. People walk. Their shadows hover over me. Their voices disturb the storm that’s brewing inside. I can’t grasp reality. My curiosity is … More Waiting on me

A Reminiscence

I’m looking at the clouds that look like snow. Something about winter reminds me of you. I remember the look on your face that Wednesday afternoon, afraid we have nothing in common anymore, and the look in your eyes when I promised I’d always be around to keep you warm. If you’re reading this, I hope you … More A Reminiscence

Volatile

On and off is a routine because when it hits it hits hard. Every high got me fooled and every low comes as a surprise. Who knew I wouldn’t know how to escape my own lies. Not witty enough to predict my own ways, or smart enough to hear my own cries. I’ve given up … More Volatile

The Gospel Truth

It speaks to me in silence. A voice that breaks through the echoes, louder and louder each time. My thoughts venture out into the storm, trying to fade the sound away. With every whisper, it proves to be heavy. With every scream, it hurts to survive. My eyes blink faster, registering the blaring truth. It … More The Gospel Truth

Deterioration

I don’t know why I’m in a rush to be someone else. I’m too afraid to be myself or let myself be me, and I’m almost envious of who I used to be. I’m caught up in a hurricane. All I do is lay down as time passes by and the stress builds up. I wish … More Deterioration

Lustful

No matter who I’m driving to, I’m always thinking of you. Tracing your soft edges with my eyes, I’m stuck in the thought of being wrapped in your arms. Lost in focus. How will your toned skin feel against mine? It’s nothing I can explain, I’ve never faced a desire I can’t out-win and I … More Lustful

Confined in Crowds

There’s a comfort in confinement that I can’t find here. The clock is ticking and my heart is beating slow. I can’t fathom the pain of its slow beats. I’m failing to focus as my mind blurs out the voices. I’m always trying to catch up with sounds I can’t make sense of. I’m always … More Confined in Crowds

Unknown Symptoms

Do you ever feel like you’re on a verge of a mental breakdown? Out of nowhere, the symptoms kick in. My blood sugar suddenly dropped but I already took my pill. I didn’t skip any meals today. My heart is racing out of the blue yet it feels likes it’s not beating at all. My … More Unknown Symptoms

Who am I?

  I am a lover. I am a fighter. I am a daughter and a son.  I’m here but my heart lies elsewhere. I’m a ghost. I’m the air between your fingers. I’m the breeze against your neck. I’m around when I’m not. I see with my eyes shut. I listen to silence. You’ll find my … More Who am I?

They they they

There’s something beautiful and equally terrifying about being in love with your thoughts. I like to lose myself in my thoughts, pretending I’m not one but a hundred people. We’re all very different but we’re stuck in one body. One body and one mind. A mind that has a job of many. A mind that’s on the … More They they they

Music drains me

My long drives, my happiest days and my nights in complete sorrow are often spent in silence. I’ve always romanticized the idea of listening to music in order to heighten my emotions or externalize them but that’s as effective as trying to push a wall through a mountain. Music, as beautiful as it is, has … More Music drains me

The burdens of her

I’ve been stumbling upon many articles about the first female this-and-that lately. For the past 2 years or so, we’ve had first female pilots, CEOs, and ministers. It brings me a feeling of contentment that fails to last because my eyes refuse to be blinded by what is being done for publicity. Nothing changed in … More The burdens of her