…and on some days you can see the world move around you with you having no idea where you’ve to go or what you’ve to do. All you need on...

I didn’t believe it ended, The way it did, So straight and fast, That I couldn’t understand that, It’s a metaphor, This ending to the...

Some evenings are the beginning of endings. Ending of over thinking thoughts. Ending of bad days. Ending of hope on certain situations....

It’s almost like a late reaction, Of a drug so infamous, To take you to extreme heights, Higher than the highest, Making you feel,...

When you cannot listen to your own voice, You comment that others are making noise. It is all about listening to yourself in the loudest...

It’s destiny being generous to you when certain things happen when you least expect​ them to happen. But, it doesn’t give you the whole...