There are thoughts Emotions, And words Trapped within me. They grow more Each and every day. And I am not How I used to be. I keep those thoughts Emotions, And words Inside. Holding on to them Against my wish. For my ability in wording How I feel Is giving up on me. To the... Continue Reading →
Always Been You
Outside it was pouring rain. You could hear it hitting every surface. The trees seemed as if they were going crazy. Sheen was sitting on the sofa facing Jill, who was sitting on a chair on the opposite side. Jill’s eyes were filled with tears, and Sheen’s face showed sadness. Jill broke the silence that... Continue Reading →
The Smiley Girl – A Short Story
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 →
A Chaotic World
This world Is confusing. It's filled with Chaos and noise. I just want to Sit down alone To untangle My tangled thoughts And emotions. My heart and brain Have constant conflicts. Each wants a different thing. And the messiness of this world Isn't helping me To calm them down. P. S. The drawings I've used... Continue Reading →
The Cold Months
There is something about the cold that captivates me. I like the way my fingers absorb that icy feeling, only for me to let them get warm from the mug of my hot chocolate. There is this freshness in the cool air that I breathe in during those chilly months, and the way I can... Continue Reading →
Mother of Shadows
I was born in a big family. And we all live together in the same… you can say the same place. We have one huge house that around twenty families can fit in, but it’s not exactly a house. It’s something between a mansion, a residential complex, and a bunch of houses. And by we... Continue Reading →
My Best Friend Is Here!
There was a loud sobbing coming from my living room when I entered my apartment. I looked to my right side, where we’d placed a tiny table. There was an empty metal vase on it. I slightly lowered myself and put my bag down gently. I reached for the vase and quietly grabbed it in... Continue Reading →