When people hear a person is suicidal, they assume that person needs to be talked out of it and most of the times they are right. However, there is another breed of suicidals who have their minds made up that that is what they truly want- to be rid of their own existences using a […]
My home has graves. Graves inscribed with summaries and similar surnames that say nothing: GRAVES. Graves of memories of lives once lived. Graves of pains never spoken. Graves of absence.
He is seated on a bench outside Hilton. Right opposite the National Archives where he notices everyone seems to be happy. It’s like Christmas morning where everyone carelessly shares smiles. His melancholy is so deep it makes everyone look happier than him. He feels a heavy weight bearing upon his soul. He’s not sure how […]
It will happen unexpectedly, like a pop up window. You’ll be walking down a footbridge, escorting this girl you fancy to her hostel from a film gig. Later on, as you write about the whole thing, you’ll try to remember what lead to it, what you were discussing the moment before and you will end […]
I don’t think we ever truly heal Ever truly get over Shit that makes us who we are Some people just lock it up In a place they don’t go to But it’s there Waiting… Waiting for one crack on the wall That will make the gates Explode And so my spirit tells me To […]