Darkest light; dark light. You'd think something living is alive. You'd see light and wonder in awe of its sight. Yet, I have learnt that things are not as they all would seem; It's weird that the darkest things shine brighter than you'd' ever believe. You'd think someone singing would make a sound, But lately …
43 days, 1032 hours later
"Sometimes Making songs Feels like living to make songs And sometimes I get an uneasy feeling That I'm doing something wrong 'Cause nothing really feels like home And I just want to be alone Calculate the hours till the power in the well goes dry I'm watching as the stage goes black How long until …
A needle girl in a haystack world
"I've been low, I've been high I've been told all my life. I've got nothing left to pray. I've got nothing left to say. I'm in love but I'm still sad I've found peace but I'm not glad. I've been trying the wrong way." MICHEAL KIWANUKA I'm a "me" girl in a "everything else" world. …
My Serpia World
“Because there is nothing as personal as the past.” To me, serpia is symbolic of personal spaces- spaces as personal, as exclusive and as secret, as known to you as the past. This is the first of so many stories I am sharing under this forum in light of the vision this platform holds, hopefully …
The Human Tedium.
I am human. So are you. So is he. So is she. What makes me “me”? What makes you who you are? We are the same like this and different like that. I look at you and see me. You look at me and see what you do. Here we are reflecting each other in …
Paradise doesn’t exist. Paradise does.
I’m in need of stitches. The wound in my heart is a gaping hole, and life blew it into shape. My soul needs morphine, because the pain I feel is a vortex into reality’s intro. It says, “Hey! Welcome to the what-is-really-is and is really happening to you, because it is. By the way, you …
The sound of light.
This is the excerpt for your very first post.
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