3am Thoughts and musing’s
A Letter to Death
I don’t long for you the way a lover is longed for, not with hope nor excitement, but with the kind of ache that comes from wanting. You are not beautiful to me, but you are honest. You do not lie about what you are, and there is a strange kindness in that. I am … Read more
We will all die!
We will all die one day, everyone knows that. But no one talks about how many little deaths we face along the way. We mourn ourselves while still living, burying pieces of ourselves long before the body finally gives up. And maybe that’s why, when the last breath comes, it somehow feels strangely familiar, because … Read more
Growing Up
They never warned us that growing up, meant growing tired., not just of the world but of ourselves. That “how are you?”, would become a question, We don’t answer honestly anymore. We all foolishly thought adulthood meant freedom. Instead it’s crying in the shower, because that’s the only time you’re alone, and pretending you’re fine, … Read more
Hay Bartender
Hay bartender,poor me something strong,not to forget,just to sit with the weight of it all.Make it dark,like the nights I can’t sleep,make it burn,like the thoughts I can’t drown.No chaser, no ice,let it sting the way life does,let it remind me that I’m still here,even if I don’t know why.Hay bartender,do you ever wonder,how many … Read more