The Devil’s Advocate’s Frustration

One reason why blogging is such a nice therapy is that it allows people like me to write out feelings that I would never express openly in public. Or to anyone, really. For quite some time now I have been trying to keep up with emotions. I kid you not, emotions come later for people…

Heart as a Phoenix

Do not grieve on other’s words Many would hurt without the slightest knowledge The joke would turn against you in time You shall feel crushed by your trustees And almost crumble in a shell because it hurts But you will recover because you’re strong – brave You shall overcome hate and strive After-all, your heart…

When Samson Fell

And I ask myself again, is this really strength? Refusing to let anyone in, not telling anyone how I truly feel, and keeping so many secrets to myself? Is this what strength is like? What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger, or so I believe. Betrayal after betrayal will only make me stronger. It’s…

Chained to Love

  She felt hurt, broken – as if the mirror that carried her reflection had fallen, scattering into a thousand pieces. It was the first time she felt truly crushed – as if the ‘others’ didn’t do their jobs to prepare her for the ache her heart feels. How could one become so vulnerable at…

One as a People

  Skin so dark only comparable to night – One which makes us unique and proud Eyes so round and bright as full moon – One which is full of hope A body explained by our preserved nature – One which is strong like nothing you know A mind, smart but unused – Explained by a history that…

An Open Letter to the Givers

I know you exist. Yes, you out there, you who always make time for people. You who always make sure everyone is alright. You who always sit down to listen to those who don’t care that you actually have your own pain. I hope you know how I admire your strength, your courage in looking…