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through the cracks | whispered ramblings
Dearest reader, whomever you might be at this stage, welcome to another whispered ramblings. The last one of these posts I wrote was from October 2020, I am the lost and found. That feels like a lifetime ago, but it is probably more like five. I haven’t written properly in quite a while, but this […]
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The Sad Butterflies | poem
What isn’t real cannot hurt meBut nothing is less real than RealityYet each day it destroys me,Each day it destroys me… Nothing feels as real as this misery ;I can feel them buzzing inside of meWith wings made of painful memories,Wings pulled by rotten strings. Oh, here they come, the sad butterflies,Waking up the storms […]
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I am the lost and found. | whispered ramblings
Sometimes, it takes a lot of getting lost before you can find yourself exactly where you are supposed to be. Growing up, I always felt out of place. Like, somehow, in spite of Its all-seeing all-knowing eye, the Universe had made a mistake and planted my soul in the wrong time & place. Some nights, […]
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A different kind of light | poem
Happiness has always felt to me Like a meaningless thing to chase Some say it is the place to be Others that it’s out of this world I say it is a lie that you sell to a bird That you have trapped inside a cage. I have never been a believer Of Happiness as […]
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Two years ago today…
Life has taken so many unexpected (yet highly dreamt of) turns for me in the last few years, but the most notable one would be July 13th, 2018, my first open mic. I don’t know why they all came as a surprise to me, seeing as I was the one making them happen or at […]
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The road I want to know | poem
All the places that I’ve been before, Have taught me pain and nothing more; Still, I stand. Life has tried and tried some more To twist my mind and rot my core; Still, I see the light. I learned to let the darkness be my home While I roamed through the streets alone, Helpless and […]
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mental health > productivity | whispered ramblings
I am writing this now in a much brighter mood than I was yesterday or the day before or the day before that or the day before that… In fact, I think it has been a few days since I have felt this lightweight and confident in my abilities to do things. I had a […]
…where Time is merciless and Light feeds darkness.
The Dawn Chorus… 