Trash they will be…

“If we understood the power of our thoughts, we would guard them more closely. If we understood the awesome power of our words, we would prefer silence to almost anything negative. In our thoughts and words, we create our own weaknesses and our own strengths. Our limitations and joys begin in our hearts. We can…

Tears of relief

Often, tears from men are considered as a sign of weakness, disgrace, and incompleteness. The community, in general, has customized our minds that men shouldn’t be seen to cry but should keep a straight face even when deep down ranging emotions of turmoil are squeezing every bubble of air from their lungs and choking them…

Will it?

The days have been long. Longer than normal and with it comes a weary heart. A heart that in the process has been bruised, rejected and hurt. Hurt by the words and actions of many and each time, fainter it grows in pulse. Joy has been an illusion of it and pain, oil for its…

Lamenting soul

I have sinned beyond forgiveness. Beyond repair and beyond reproach. This world is becoming smaller with every passing moment. Things are not making sense anymore and the nights are getting longer and longer with every passing day. Sleeping has become an issue. I can’t remember the last time I slept without popping a pill. Praying…

Emotionless?

I have been here before. The same pit but this time everything is different. The walls are darker than before, the floor is colder while the air is thin and hurting my lungs. My eyes are aching and the color is red. My fingers and toes shiver but at the same time sweat is dripping…

Shackles of man.

“I am broken. Made up of stiches and staples to hold me together for the world to see I am an addict. An addict of so many things that I can’t even tell how it feels to be normal I am a mess. Patched up in lies and deceit I am misunderstood. Judged harshly by…

Redeem..

“Am black. Black as night yet painted red in the inside. I have tried so many times to make the inside black but every time I do this, it gets brighter than before and am tired of running around inflicting pain on the inside. So here I am. Ready to yield until the red is…

Goodbye Shame!

My yesterday was one of those days that you write about in your journal and put a special page marker for remembrance. I happened to find myself in a rather awkward situation as I ended up in a room filled by ladies with one motive in mind, Worship.I must say at first it was quite…

Somewhere in Between

I am torn between right and wrong, darkness and light, hate and love, freedom and slavely, truth and lies but still I live like all is well within me. I can feel the emptiness in me. It is so empty that fun days no longer exist in my diary but slowly they have been replaced…

HILLS and VALLEYS

My heart is tired of loving while the brain is in constant turmoil due to the thoughts that it has to filter in a day. Recently I got to feel what it is like to hit rock bottom. I don’t know why, but I guess it is in your fall that you  know who really…