am i overthinking or am i really sinking? my head's clouded, my lips pouted, my lips tremble, my tear's escaping. am i able? or am i a failure? i pity myself, i am wounded. im blinded by my own belief, i am grounded. no one's asking, no one's trying. i tried to be strong but … Continue reading overthinking



once upon a time, while my soul's sleeping somebody knocked trying to catch me it caught my attention and said "hi" a hi-hello conversation that out of curiosity was opened and welcomed a curiosity that had asked a purpose a purpose that was known instantly an instance that lets this soul open up an unknown … Continue reading Once