the ugly writers

Me and Myself

Because whenever I look at the mirror I can still see him staring at me, But I'm afraid He's gone through a lot of pain that all I can see in his eyes are dead fires And an imprisoned soul.
the ugly writers

Namaste

Namaste     Breathe. I am giving you back to the sea. You deserve to float among the dolphins, nemos, and mermaids not to die of loneliness inside an aquarium. Fly. I am giving you back to the mountains. At…