I care too much. That’s a fatal flaw. I think. Sometimes I believe that too. Maybe it’s a Pisces thing. We love to fall in love with the idea of love or people. We are selfless. If we are in, we are all in. That’s rubbish. Be all in for – YOU. I have been…
Tag: mental health
Lockdown Poetry
Living the quarantine life, penning these words down.
#covid19
The Ghost Is In My Head Or a Friend?
Somedays your mind plays tricks on you
You Need To Be Broken
You’ll find a way.
The Hum of The Lonely
Do you ever hear that ‘hum’? #poem
Difficulty In Getting By
The chronic sense of stagnancy, does it ever end?!
Lucky Number 9.
A short fiction.
The Ruthless Visitor
When the sadness beckons you without any warning.
