I wait. It’s almost over. My days and nights will soon intertwine; shadows will spread their paranoia. I stand. Purpose buried deep beneath my heavy burdens. Grand imaginations lifting the weight. I believe. Hopes and dreams are fairy-tales. Anchoring my motivations; the inspirations for my survival. Continue reading Survive


Cloudy skies whisper the promise of rain. Someone shows the slightest bit of interest, raising our hopes and creating sweet expectations. Is there any depth to the sentiment? Was it just a cordial moment? The sequence of quiet steps leading to complete silence. Our mind soaking in riddles. Our hearts floating on disappointments. These feelings are like grades of sandpaper scrapping against the surface of … Continue reading Shallow