If walls could talk they would be a point of reference to recount the true story of every human tragedy and joy. If walls could talk, they would show more sympathy and understanding because they can listen for a lifetime…
Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones.
Time burrows with horrors laying dormant behind icy mirrors. Loneliness echoes from regret's bellows. rustling memories’ leaves tumbling like dominoes.
Sometimes, the hardest part of being a parent is reminding kids that we love them but we don’t like what we see. Sometimes, our disappointment in them can be depressing. Like young adults, parents can go into depression from being…
Catastrophe is my duration disseminating destruction. Confusion is my interval factoring mistakes’ integral.
Shoppers for a Dress Have you ever been to a mall of ideas; a place where you try out themes not dresses? The dressing rooms have emails for padlocks with editors for mirrors and rejections for sizes! We are…
It stands to represent the importance of having an open mind and the courage to take things as they come no matter how they might break us.
if you’re reading this, and want different results; then start doing things differently. Let your work speak for itself and that’s how you author the story or life you’ve always wanted.
I won’t try to fix you so don’t try to fix me. I’ll be me, you’ll be you that’s the best for you & me.
Sometimes in life loss internally is beyond self-pity and regret. Sometimes it is when you fail to see what others are eagerly and vigilantly working towards destroying in you.
So let your choices speak for you in deeds that show the real you. And let your shadow validate you not others for your life belongs to you.
Passion is a commotion in depth’s ocean. A serene ride with nothing to hide under a crimson moon of compassion.