So far I doubt that anyone has this kind of consistency, I do believe that no one possess so much excuses as I do in my arsenal.…… Read more “Is happiness given or worked for?”
Tag: mental health
The price of dreams
Hello. It’s me. Been a while. This feels awkward. You know, same as seeing an ex at a party or a social gathering and you never knew…… Read more “The price of dreams”
POW: The red pill of sight
We all saw the Matrix, right? Neo gets offered two pills, one let’s him stay in this world, sleeping the sweet somber dream of illusion that was…… Read more “POW: The red pill of sight”
I write this with shame and pride
Even though I am fighting against the heat, alongside the heavy hours of my day job, yearning for a day off that I haven’t seen for four…… Read more “I write this with shame and pride”
Process of Writing- Losing the will, finding the way
I have disappeared for a few weeks, trying so hard to find my way back and to get at least this post to you. I am aware…… Read more “Process of Writing- Losing the will, finding the way”
Remember the message, spread awareness (P.O.W.)
It is the last day of May. I know I spent the last few days, weeks even talking about “The Lonesome Road” but don’t think I have…… Read more “Remember the message, spread awareness (P.O.W.)”
New dawn of life
For a time I was lost,For a place I mourn the most,Where the soul meets my mind,Where I knew love to find.For a second I had doubt,I…… Read more “New dawn of life”
The Lonesome Road(AMA)- Meet the Wanderer
The Wanderer himself is a representation of one’s lost mind, one whole piece what we all possess. There is a reason why the Wanderer is faceless, practically…… Read more “The Lonesome Road(AMA)- Meet the Wanderer”
Process of Writing: When we lose our mind
And the heart follows… Isn’t that the saying? In the vastness of the world, we are left alone, with one old rule that this Earth never let’s…… Read more “Process of Writing: When we lose our mind”
Broken mask of my thoughts
For who do I carry my broken mask?Piece by piece I put it back,As it crumbles on my twisted mind,They don’t see my tears I hide,Why show…… Read more “Broken mask of my thoughts”
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