breathe again Mother Nature, I hope now you’ll receive the opportunity to heal. I pray human hands will not be able to touch you for a while. Their violent actions are nothing but an assault, damaging every part of your beautiful corps. While us humans stay inside, please take the chance to breathe & breathe … Continue reading breathe again
Dear body, I’m so sorry it took me so long to feel all the weight you have been carrying. The load is so heavy and the blisters started to show. The bruises are screaming and my veins are burning. My skin became so flawed and my eyes so sore. I’m sorry that I was pushing … Continue reading Dear body, I’m sorry
dear me, i love you & forgive you for all the times in which you felt like you had failed. i know how hard you try each day, just to stay alive. i’m so sorry there were times where you felt like you weren’t good enough. you’re so brave & strong. i’m sorry i make … Continue reading i see you
My hands are impatient. They want to write out my thoughts in words and metaphors. But my mind is still hesitant. Because, why would I want to reminisce about all the hardship, all the pain that I’ve suffered from this year? For closure, my heart whispers. I need to write it off my mind. I … Continue reading Oh, what a year…
Whenever you feel lost, read this Look at you, made out of stardust, creating magic in a casual world. Your eyes are sparkling, the curiosity they hold make them even shine brighter. Those eyes have seen more beauty than they can remember. They’re the entrance to your soul, to which many beautiful hearts have had … Continue reading Whenever you feel lost, read this
A Poem About (His) Love I met a man, gentle as a summer breeze and sweet as honey. His hands are big enough to carry my heavy-heart and bring it to a place of calmness and serenity. His blond hair is soft, as my fingers run through it, and his eyes express compassion and love … Continue reading A Poem About (His) Love
now i know. i needed this loneliness, i needed this pain and all the heartbreaks. i was meant to suffer in the dark, all by myself, isolated and detached. the anxiety, the panic, the depression, the sadness, the emptiness was all needed for me to grow. it forced me to fight, to find the light, … Continue reading light.