With broken hearts, our lips meet. In mended hearts, they stray away. If this is how it is then I’ll succeed to take what I need while you’re here to stay. In a room of gold, your silhouette, stood out in words I can’t convey. It’s a game of roulette and I lost the … More Broken Remedy
Zovi, a cute little mermaid, nominated me for the VBA. I’m happy that you’ve been enjoying my stories so far and I hope I don’t disappoint you! Yazzeus eased my way to self-expression so I’m happy to share these 7 little things about me. “Blogger” became part of my identity on July 28th so … More I’m Nominated! The Versatile Blogger Award!
Meet me there, in the smell of sweet decay, between the light of what is and what could’ve been. Meet me. I’ll hold you until you fall into holding me but no one will suffer more than I will. No one can take in what I’ve made. Golden ink served on a silver plate; the … More Tongue Tied
My relationship with agomelatine: an unhappy marriage with its occasional highs. For this reason, I want to shed light on what it’s like to be on and off my pills. Irrationality and Impulsiveness – Being less anxious, it’s easy to walk into a crowd of people, raise my voice in a group meeting or even … More Agomelatine: A Love-Hate Relationship
I walked the seas and swam the deserts searching for words. I have nothing left to say. Collapsing against my skin; waves turn into droughts that spill into my mind like water used to grow roses once dead. Droughts I cannot comprehend. Leaving my soul wishing for a love heavy on its shoulders: a love … More At a Loss of Words
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
No matter who says that what I say is true, I’m a liar who lives with his made-up truth. When men decided to fly I was crawling deep under. My desire to be confined throws me into a wonder. No one can hurt me as well as I hurt me and I don’t believe it … More A Liar’s Truth
My heart is not enough to live, my lungs aren’t enough to breathe and my chest is heavy because the air is feeling blue. The child inside of me broke through my bones and now the emptiness burns a hole through my throat. A bullet is not enough to break through my soul. It takes nothing to kill … More It takes nothing to kill me
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Within the region of Saudia Arabia, women have been unable to drive and/or hold a license due to the ultra-conservative nation’s laws prohibiting such from occurring. However, Saudi King Salman has issued a decree that now permits women to drive from next year onwards. Responses to the decree have been…
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The train of constant incomprehensible thoughts won’t leave my mind, like a cloudy sky on what’s supposed to be a sunny day. The constant need to express, to finally put down what I think into writing is eating at my soul, but expression is nevermore. Anything I write seems to be…
She awaited love in a room void of meaning, hoping she’d spot it along the glittering light but she found herself suffocating on the words she chose to live by. All she was: dust on the lace curtains that locked in her eyes. She awaited love in a room void of meaning, sitting nude … More She Awaited Love
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?
It’s 2:15 a.m. as I’m writing this and I have an 8 a.m. class tomorrow but I’m too thrilled to fall asleep because Ocean Hayward kindly nominated me for a Liebster Award! Thank you so much for nominating me! I’m new to WordPress and world the blogging so I’m truly honored that you enjoyed my … More I’m Nominated! Liebster Award!
Lust. Love. Forgiveness. Right now, that’s all I need. A chance: to live, to breathe, to be. Right now, that’s all I need. A book. A paper. A pen. An ear. A smile. A hand. Right now, that’s all I need. I feel my tears burning through my eyes. Oh, how I wish I didn’t … More Right Now, That’s All I Need.
Soon you’ll forget her scent and the sounds she makes when she has a nightmare. You’ll forget how her hands perfectly fit in yours, how her eyes twinkle like little stars in the nighttime sky and the many details you once fell in love with: the lines on her back that outline her bones, the … More Soon You’ll Regret
Where have I been all this time? This mirror holds onto a life – a soul without an ache; eyes with peculiar tendencies in an age of fright. I’m a time dweller that never learned to speak. Behind me is a city dying but I’ve no care. I stand by the water for a … More Time Dweller
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
Sold my own, your soul for my throne — a wasted name, a memory without a frame. You should’ve known, I’m building up a storm, and its rain burns more than my growing flames. Close your eyes, you’re all alone and there’s a war within my walls. The cause is gone, this is the last … More Sold My Own
When did laying on my bed feel like drowning in thin air on heavy water? The heat transverses the length of my skin and converges with the water beneath me A body: still and restless — moving, spinning around, in a place it’s paralyzed in With muscles frozen, my heart beats migrate through … More Waterbeds
Can pain come from a place other than what I believe is a mistake? He gave into an obedience derived from his fear. He mustn’t be aware. We mustn’t speak. Words haven’t been said. But the free crowned a king — the rebellion is lost. He’ll regret ever living again. You think the breaths you take … More Little Monster
Dried efforts cry through the night as the drought within me spills into the darkness. Bleeding through an escape to this ride in a life sealed with a lethal twist. I’m running to a place deep under. Meet me there by 12 in the dark. Come to me. Surrender. I swear I saw a light. … More Beastly Night
Here I am, once again, trying to remember who I used to be before I lost to insanity. It’s funny how the only thing I see is how unhappy it is to be me. It’s past 12, I’m at it again. Holding onto what I remember of you. I’m running out of energy just trying … More Wasting my thoughts on you
I feel so alone when I’m alone with you and when our lips meet I feel far removed but I hear a voice from a distant land, calling for me, reaching for my hand. Is it god? I wonder. I always thought god was love then I started seeing god in us but others speak … More My God
“Alyazya” I hear a voice that made a home in parts of my brain that fail to function. My sanity is spilling out of my frame and my feet are heavy with blood. I don’t want to see him. I don’t want to see him because I want to see him so bad. Clouds form … More Him
I’m holding you. Your venomous skin against my thin coated body; I’m destined to melt in this cup of misery. I don’t even get to drown. Your flaky skin feels oddly smooth against mine. Skin that was once so strong I thought it could evaporate my very being. Skin I imagined slicing open at moments … More I got you