I have trouble connecting two and two together. Never ace me in math. My minds a mess, jumbled thoughts. The future sides with Mercury. Close but dim, the tides are high. Emerging from glares, only when there's a why. Perhaps still invisible to the naked eye. Somethings really wrong with me. Growth is perpendicular to …
Without Any Chains
I wish I had a little bit of freedom. handcuffs. …
Parents or Enemies?
Why do some parents perceive themselves as more superior than their children? Why do some believe that they could do whatever they want, whenever they want and it wouldn't affect their child? Why do some deem it okay to scream at their child, call them names, torture them, put them down, make them feel inferior …
Pen and Paper
Emile Sandé - Read All About It | Part III | Writing. It's truly a blessing isn't it? I don't remember when I started writing. Or how. But it's been a part of my life since I could remember. Although, I never was fond of keeping a diary (until now) I was always better at …
One Day You’ll Fly With Me
Aliyah. I promise one day you'll be born into this world. I don't know when. But it's inevitable. I'm your creation. My whole world surrounds itself around you even when you have yet to be born. You are my hope. My world. My future. So I feel that I should give something back to you. …
Enslaved to the Fantasy of being in Love
This is for my girls (& possibly gay men). This is for heartbreak. For my heartbreaks. & for yours. Sometimes we value others more than we value ourselves. We give them more importance than we should. More than they deserve. We cherish them and hold them, close to our heart. We hurt ourselves but don't …
Fighting Parents
Eggshells. Walking on eggshells is what my whole childhood and teen years have felt like. I don't think i'm gonna spill my whole story on this. But from today I'm gonna keep a journal. I'll keep updating. FIghting hurts. It gets to you. As a child you feel hopeless. You feel like your the only …