On my way back home…

I walked in straight lines. My feet carefully marking the street pavements. I then walked in diagonals Carefully marking the blocks with my sole. I walked with my face down Painfully acknowledging the pain and shame within. I walked with these demons, And they feasted on my failure. It was at this point that I

THE PLAGUE

Heads turn in disgust, while eyes mock my presence. And hearts, they build these walls. Walls I shall climb for eternity, never getting in. The plague that I am, Hurts me, but above all those I care about the most Even before we meet. The plague that I am, The curse that I bear Will

In memory of Elizabeth Wurtzel

“I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to fall apart and crumble before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about ‘If you loved me you would.’ “ Elizabeth Wurtzel- Prozac Nation

SEE THROUGH ME

My dark brown eyes May not reflect yours My dark chocolate skin, May seem rough on the outside. And my face may not be appealing But my intentions remains pure. You just gotta see, Gotta see through me. SOLOMON Writers remark; So I am getting this feeling that it was a very bad idea to

Candle light love; candle like love

May you always remember that I wasn’t always like this.

That I was capable of feeling just like you, capable of honesty and empathy

Before all the pain came along, drowning me in this fog.

Anja and the witch boy

To my one honest reader; The person to whom this is dedicated to pretty much already knows themselves. 2019 has not been my best year but I wont pretend that I am shocked. (At one point we get used to bad things) I may be sad inside but I am not shocked. I wanted to

EMPTY AT 3AM

So give me that chance. Look past the rumours! Past my awkwardness! Past my PAST!

Look deep into me and give that person a chance! Thats all I ask.

But untill then, you can find me staring into the darkness; Empty at 3 am

Is it possible to get emotionally numb?

So maybe getting numb does exist after all. But it’s the definition of it that stands out for me. I think the little scared boy hiding somewhere deep inside is what we call being numb. Does he ever come out? I honestly don’t know! Does he want to come out? Hell yeah!!! Why then doesn’t he simply come out?

What Mike Posner´s Great American Trek teaches us about living

Earlier this year, Mike Posner, a popular American artist made a life changing decision in his life. Let me start with a question. What is to live? How would you define the verb ‘to live’ in your own words? Is it simply ‘to be alive’? ‘to breathe’? Or is there more to living that just

GOODNIGHT

So have a goodnight Princess

And be sure that when you wake,

I’ll be right here with the rising sun and morning star

To wish you the most perfect of mornings.

And congratulate you for simply being you.