I know that I can’t do this on my own.

  (Art by Manzanedo)     Can someone hold me tight for once, hold all my broken pieces together, hold me from falling all over the floor, hold me tight so once again I can heal my own self? Now I understand that I have turned my blog into something highly cringe-worthy but if it means … Continue reading I know that I can’t do this on my own.

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It all just brings me back to one question- Why does it hurt when it shouldn’t?

(Art by Edvard Munch)     At the end of the day, you will always find me here typing gibberish that makes sense to no one but myself, in desperate attempts to brew art out of words by arranging and re-arranging them in accordance with their rhyming patterns, syllabic constitution and literal meaning. If my … Continue reading It all just brings me back to one question- Why does it hurt when it shouldn’t?

She brought everything that breathed with life inside, to dispose the lifeless.

(Picture - Reddit user jortizn13) No one came to see the father. The house was covered in smoke, and smelled like charcoal. Clouds of choking ash diffused the big vacant rooms. Eyes were red, burnt with agony and discomfort, tears dried on cheeks as soon as they leaked out. They weren't that poor, but helpless. Helpless … Continue reading She brought everything that breathed with life inside, to dispose the lifeless.