Yesterday I met a girl with the prettiest eyes, She told me she was still searching for purpose, Surely it can’t be that deep, I said to her…as a joke, And when she laughed it was so hauntingly beautiful, And everything in motion seemed to pause for a brief moment, She smiled, said nothing more…… Continue reading A Perfect Pair

Like me,I am begging you to like me,Please like me.What’s not to like about me?I’m very likeable!Just like me.As if you liking me would put food on my table,As though the air I breathe is dependent on you liking me.How about I use your likeness of me to pay for groceries.Sigh!Like me or like me…… Continue reading Like Me

helplessly lost in the moment, wondering whether to scrap the whole thing and start over, the block that ensues, the kind of creativity that is both powerful and numbing, is only one that an artist can create, the artist’s unfinished paintings stare back at him, taunting and pressing him, mocking him, making non-verbal snide remarks…… Continue reading Unfinished Paintings

And every once in a while my brain screams for some serenity, Or rather, everyday, However it may be, when silence washes over me I start to lose consciousness into my daydreaming, A different kind of hollow looms over, And I am only just realizing that the trotro driver is going well over the speed…… Continue reading Unplug

Life is incredibly short, and in my twenty-something years of living I am not ashamed to say that I have done things I regret, said things I regret. on October 6 I took a wee trip to the beach. Never been to the beach before. Shocker, trust me, I know. A bright sunny day, when…… Continue reading Caution: Vulnerability AheadLearning To Live A Little

If it gets a little easier why does it seem to take forever? If I get a little stronger why does it feel like I’m getting weaker? If it gets a little better why does it only seem to get worse? Desolate and heartbroken, Words that seem to fit very well in my vocabulary, Words…… Continue reading If

when you run your fingers along the first few pages of a new book, where the protagonist is still a perfect stranger, and their name is just a core unrelated memory, suddenly you dive in… all rights reserved, dedication page, prologue, …chapter one, then you find yourself skipping to the middle pages, it feels like…… Continue reading A New Chapter

Deep cuts and slightly bloody sores, that sounds gory doesn’t it? that’s how your companionship feels like sometimes, slightly head-turning, very aggressive, possibly abusive, choosing to look on the bright side might be concerning, for you, for well…obvious reasons, but it isn’t always you, trust me, i am equally to blame, slide me a chaser…… Continue reading Deep Cut

if it fuels my delusion, then it’s probably not good for me, if it leaves my mind wired and craving for it, then it’s best I let it go, if it keeps my strapped to my mental armchair, then it’s probably for the best that I leave, if it leaves me stuck and confused then…… Continue reading MISERY