It’s so difficult you know ! When you can barely go out of your bed When your face is pale and your eyes are full of tears When you can barely breathe, barely feel, barely talk or barely heal When you fake a smile and answer to questions you wish…

I looked at the gloomy sky and I asked her: “why are your eyes full of tears and your heart feels dry?” Oh dear sky, hear me shout, hear me scream, let my voice be heard and all the pain disappears. If you cry I will too, I was hiding…

I read an article about how people are supposed to feel safe between the arms of a person, how people are supposed to feel serene, calm and at ease. I read an article about the love I deserve and the love I should receive because I am capable of giving…

Dear me, I have been going through hell to understand what you really desire from yourself to accomplish. I have been staring at you in the mirror and not understanding what you really want from this life. Sometimes, it feels like my life has no purpose at all. …

Again I find myself writing about her. The woman who is visiting my dreams every night; the best version of a person you can ever meet. To the eyes of the beholder, she looked like a fallen angel, like the dust of a burning star. …

I pictured you like the cigarette I hold between my fingers You’re just like her. Your pleasure is so instant yet so ephemeral, it makes me yearn for more of you I took the lighter and turned that body of yours on fire I smoked every piece of you so slowly, I enjoyed every part of it I closed my eyes and dreamt of the smell you leave in my mouth, the scent you always leave behind I opened my eyes and you were gone, but your traces remained in the memory of my mind and the touches upon my body

When did you lose your will to write? Where is that passion you once had? Where is your source of inspiration? …

Sometimes I think I have lost the will to write anything on the pages of my notebook. Sometimes I feel drained out of the motivation I used to have or maybe it’s because of the inspiration that I lost a long time ago. I read one day about how writers…

You think a lot, they said. You don’t give your mind a break, they always repeated. In the middle of all the chaos I am witnessing in my life, how life is becoming a huge mess and how I am perceiving the upside down buildings, how dare they to ask…