Dreams of being other species; shattered

Throughout my life, I’ve romanticized the animal world; I wished I were a bird so that I could fly and go wherever I wanted I wished I were an ant and thrived in a social and purposeful society I wished I were a pet cat and slept comfortably wherever and whenever I wanted while theContinue reading “Dreams of being other species; shattered”

Tonight

Tonight, the streets were empty and the lights were too dim and I was feeling that same type of feeling; unknowingly alone and negligibly desperate but I didn’t need a man so much to save me to bring life back into me; give me purpose, make me feel alive. It felt like walking alone inContinue reading “Tonight”

Unstructured life

There are people who are holding it down, day after day. Comfortable in this foreseeable goal; go to sleep on time Work Be a good parent… To be an unstructured person, on the other hand; it wasn’t god’s gift. To be trained to follow rules makes you more structured. You got your rights and yourContinue reading “Unstructured life”

Glad it didn’t prolong longer

I’ve been with five hundred guys mentally, but him; he’s been in at least four long term, live-in relationships since then. How can you even move on and do that same thing again, like even after two? And they look like the same exact people too. So strange. Well… actually, never mind.  

Foreign fish in a different pond

You’re a bit unfamiliar. It’s a bit exciting, but a hell of a lot more frightening. You have only a few fishes there that somewhat look and behave like you, and a huge number of other fishes that look and behave differently. You try to eat the algae in this pond like the other fish,Continue reading “Foreign fish in a different pond”

How the hell does one do it?

How the hell does one do it? Age gracefully. How do you manage to spin and flow as you dive? As you die? How do you make the best out of winter? How do you cook food and manage kids? Slap on a smile around your family? Pretend to listen to your friends? Sacrifice theContinue reading “How the hell does one do it?”

Who are we

Who am I If I’m unwilling to go all the way To bear all the risks that may come my way To fall hard; to feel lost and confused To lose everything That I work hard to build, day after day All coming crumbling down Like an avalanche with no end It’s what broken dreamsContinue reading “Who are we”

Silences, joys, battles

There’s a period of joy, there’s a period of battle, there’s a want for silence. There’s silence; there’s want for joys and even battles. There’s joys, there’s want for battles. There’s battles, there’s want for silence. There’s silence There’s want for joys and even battles for god sakes.