There used to be times when I wished that I were a robot without emotions and lived my life without being affected by anything. Without feeling sadness, happiness, or whatever else we humans have. But now, I wear my emotions like they are the fanciest dresses and I don’t hide them. Some days they take... Continue Reading →
Trigger Warning: The following story is based on real-life events and talks about suicide. That February day back in 2008, I was a middle school student. I had school at noon shift and was preparing myself at around 11:40 a.m. Half an hour later, my best friend, Zoya, knocked on the door. She used to... Continue Reading →
It's 3 a.m. Insomnia has knocked on my door I let it in willingly Because it'll come in Either way So what's the point Of fighting it? It's 3 a.m. And my insomnia Is pulling the sleep away From my tired eyes As if I don't deserve to rest When there is insomnia There are... Continue Reading →
People like me shouldn’t feel Like how I feel. People like me have college degrees. People like me have jobs, And don’t have a lot of responsibilities. People like me get to live life as they want. People like me have their freedom. People like me shouldn’t go around And complain. People like me have... Continue Reading →
I want to write Yet I don’t know about what I feel so much And variety of emotions Happiness, helplessness, Boredom, tiredness Yet none can be expressed The way I want to So many thoughts Swimming in my head I don’t wanna think I want it to stop It will explode I want to explode... Continue Reading →
It could be done in any way. Jumping into a rocky river and fantasize how it would be to hit the rocks. It could be jumping off a tall building. It could also be taking pills, a lot of them. Another possibility is hanging yourself. Burn yourself. Or cut your wrist. Oh, jumping in front... Continue Reading →
Words have always been my safe haven. From an early age I have found what my soul needed to escape the miseries that are around us. If it wasn’t for words, I don’t know how I would’ve survived my thoughts all those years. When writing, the world stops spinning and I’m in that perfect place.... Continue Reading →
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