Category: Writing

Criticism- an abstract concept that I must endure at times The few lines of negativity that shake my self-esteem and break down my barriers The expectations that I should fulfil, the thoughts of others consuming my mind. It isn't pretty and it feels like I can't think and act for myself. Those moments cause more … Continue reading The Arrow of a Critic →

The time has come, For me to cherish the things that I have always loved. But having no time to love them I put them away in a very dark place where they would never get to see the light of day. Now it is the time for them to come out of their shell … Continue reading Hobbies →

When I do something wrong by accident, I shall feel guilt, oversensitivity and shame; causing me to malfunction because I care too much. However, if you can't see that then that would demolish me even more because I put faith in the wrong person.

And then the world came crumbling down before her eyes. There was too much dust in the air for her to see a new path. She held her head in her hands and left out a muffled scream, telling the world about her agony.

I walk into a cafe to meet a few pals from middle school. We start to bond and then I realize that I am third-wheeling within the first ten minutes. I grab my earphones and plug them in to shut them out, cause I can't walk away. The music gets me going and I'm on … Continue reading “Slinks into the Shadows” →

I spurn to accept this but yes I am crippled. Crippled to accept how the world works in many manifestations. Working in light of the good and in the darkness of the bad. With sorrows and joys combined. This spurn has inflamed me To an extent beyond repair It made me feel devastated and petrified … Continue reading Crippled →