I've been listening to this song called 'Missing You' by All Time Low on repeat this evening. A wonderful song, I got curious and scrolled through the comments for the video on YouTube. In the comments, people had typed out the number of days they've been clean - the number of days they hadn't cut… Continue reading Two and a half years
The minds of the people around me
Alright, so this is a thought that just came to me this morning. It's been barely 15 minutes since I've been fully awake but there's something different in the air today. Because you see, last night I had a conversation about some pretty heavy stuff with a friend. Pasts, presents, futures. Energies, paths and instincts.… Continue reading The minds of the people around me
Love: A poem
I feel so privileged to have found a love like the one I did at so young an age. I feel privileged to have learned every little thing this love taught me. I feel privileged to have lived it. And I feel privileged to have felt it. Love from time to time,when things get darki'll… Continue reading Love: A poem
There are some days
there are some days there are some dayswhen my heart tells mewait, pauseset your phone asidepick up that memory you've been avoidingthink about it,touch it again,live it again.my heart tells mewait, pausesit still,let your soul connectwith someone else'smiles away from you.it tells mego, listen to that song againsway to its melodyand let it fill you.… Continue reading There are some days
Education
I've heard this phrase in different contexts, languages and wordings: 'Your education is a privilege, don't waste it' I never understood it, until now. You see, growing up, all the other kids I knew were either in the same school, or in a school that's just as good. For us, education is a given. Our… Continue reading Education
Numb to the Numbers
The COVID-19 pandemic has the world at its knees. People are suffering, they're dying and the rest of us are quarantined with our mental healths possibly weakening. Despite this, I have faith that we will come out of this victorious, as we have after past epidemics and pandemics. But there's something that I want to… Continue reading Numb to the Numbers
Laziness
How do I draw a line between protecting my mental health and being downright lazy? This is something I've indirectly wondered about for a long time, but now I think it's high time I addressed it directly. I constantly ask myself, am I doing enough? The answer is, I'm not. Here's where the conflict arises:… Continue reading Laziness
To reassert my priorities
For me, self-growth has become a constant process of me pulling myself out of self-depleting mindsets and allowing myself to assign more importance to my own self, than others. More often than not, it's a challenge (as it should be) to do this. I think about other people a lot more than I think about… Continue reading To reassert my priorities
There are some nights
Most poetry I write is a product of two whole minutes of just feeling whatever it is I'm feeling and putting it into words. This is one of those, from last night. There are some nights There are some nightsWhen I want to cry, but I can'tInstead, I rock back and forth in the darknessWilling… Continue reading There are some nights
‘Skinny’
Body image has never been an outright issue for me. Though I've always subconsciously wanted them, I haven't purposefully yearned for a more idealistic body, a flatter tummy or skinny legs. Until, I guess, a couple of years ago. When I was younger, maybe ages 13-16, I got rather plump. I was fine with that,… Continue reading ‘Skinny’
Memoirs of a Muse 