My emotions captured raw. As I feel, I write. (Hover to Blog cutie) ...
Come as you are. I am life. You are hungry. And this is no ordinary love. Tell me your story, and I'll write you a song. Just know I won't be yours. No matter the dreams that keep on recurring, No matter the signs that scream Cause this is no ordinary love.
You think you've opened up to someone, later you realise you're not that person at all. Everything was an exaggeration. That feeling of being an alien. That feeling you're no longer human. Well, you've never been. You tell them you've never felt human. Never felt normal. But you don't tell them why. You don't tell them you held yourself back from those experiences. That you're the reason you're…
Everything that happens, happens for the best. We were separated for a reason. I know for a fact that we'd kill each other. We needed to be apart. To grow. Independently. Under different circumstances. Still I know we'd grow to be the same people. No matter the difficulties we've been through. The loneliness. The crying. The miserability. No matter how much I wished you'd be here, with me, I knew…
How do you know you own your life? How do you know you're in the right path? How do you know what you love, what you want to do, what you like? Am I happy? Will I be happy if I receive everything I've wished for? What do I wish for? I used to be so chill. Used to truly believe I'd have it all. Everything'd work out. I'd figure it out. I still believe I will. That's why I find whining like this so…
We're raise chickens in our home. We let them "graze" in our concrete aagan(courtyard). Looking at them made me think. They've never seen grass. Not only greens, but actual grass. They'll never experience the grassy fields, the wind that blows without a stop. They'll die without ever knowing what lies behind the iron doors. What they've seen, it's all a memory now. Will they even remember? Their…
I write. A lot. The only way I can pour it all out. The only way I can sit with it. Look at it in the eye. Face it. Slow and painful. That being said, I write mostly when I'm overwhelmed. With feelings. Of insecurity, fear, hate; melancholic for the most part. That's what I've been posting. But I'm not only that. I am so much more. I'm growing, learning, loving and feeling. This is a shift. All…
A freak like you shouldn’t be with a freak like me. Freaks don’t belong together. Regardless of the chemistry The bond That we saw I will never reach out to you I know you won’t too Like fireworks The passing train The fleeting time The warm rain It ends. So short-lived Our story That we recounted together The dreams we saw The promises we made I hope we can fulfill But could we ever? In this…
feel so powerful yet so powerless all this anger building inside me where do i let it out who do i talk to ive got friends but noone to talk to loved by many but find comfort in none i vent mindlessly to anyone that'll listen maybe i love anyone but not everyone i dont deserve this they dont deserve me they dont dont dont deserve to live like this vannu pani kasalai vanu navani sutna sakdina man…
Here I am Under the stars Amidst the lights Missing you (No, just feeling lonely) Hoping I had someone Everyone's in love And I wish for someone too To look at me Hold me Care for me Like I want To make me feel whole Show me so much that I can't see anyone else. (Save me from me) Here I am Surrounded by the insects' chirps The barking dogs The heavy trucks A vast field runs in front of me So…
you feel like a dream good or bad i cant tell how i hope for you to come back to tell me you'll change but i know you love me more to not hurt me anymore and just like that,it's over good or bad, i still can't tell -Sera