The face of December I guess I’m still healing, even though I thought I’d be over it by now. December forces me to face the scars I’m wearing under my skin, the tears I have been hiding away behind my eyes and commands me to break through this positivity I’ve been hiding in. I’ve spent … Continue reading The face of December
Stuck in reality I’ve been lost in the cities, ignored the way back home. I’ve been a stranger to many and I trusted impure souls. I’ve been looking and wandering and trying to figure out. My soul-path, my purpose, the reason why I’m in this world. I’ve tried to chase dreams, but this wasn’t easy. … Continue reading Stuck in reality
this song on repeat. my dress of the day before on the carpet. my eyes red from hopelessness. my fingernails uneven. my hair undone and falling out. my wrinkled nightgown. my damaged skin and bruised bones. my dreamcatchers defect. my polaroids fading. my unmade bed. the unfinished books on my nightstand. the cups of coffee … Continue reading i write when i’m sad
I opened up in the midst of the hurricane, hoping that you could help me stitching up the wounds, that were souvenirs from the battles I fought against my own flesh, blood, bones and nerves. I thought maybe this time I was right to believe the weather forecast, even though I’ve always been a sceptic. … Continue reading ‘you’re naive’ – ‘i know’
This angelic creature was tortured by demonic thoughts. He could not escape, as he laid there in his unmade bed, in complete silence. There was an empty bottle of rum besides his matress and a few unopened letters. The air in the room was dirty and I could smell a scent of unwashed laundry. There … Continue reading Silence.
I’ve been through much heartbreak, but still I love as deep as the Pacific waters I’ve been let down by more people than I can count, but still those people can always count on me I’ve been told so many lies, but I still believe there’s a truth in them They showed me all their ugly … Continue reading Naivety
There is no magical land I used to romanticize this place in my head, for years. Ever since I was 12 years old I was dying to move to this amazing pastel-colored city that never sleeps. But although the skylines are brighter, the people are more authentic, the food tastes nicer and the culture is … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned While Living Abroad