Be scared

Just like we have different races, language and laughter’swe differ at heart, the keeper of the soul’s secrets. The mistake most of us make is stereotyping the heart to emotions of love, happiness and strength; a heart can do much more than that…A heart need not feel, hope or dream, it can be numb, lost and toxic. It worries me how the world agrees that these following words are positive and uplifting – follow you heart, meant to define that all the heart is, is innocence that is not to be questioned, just … Continue reading Be scared

The only way to go

I know of a man who sits outside the porch every late afternoon watching life pass him by, building castles in the sky. He sits to enjoy his coffee with his head looking down admiring the ground, as if he longs to be it, under it.  And when the sun is out of sight he gathers himself for a fight, wakes up his soul and reminds it to move on. Some days I see him in the mornings too when the sky has enough blue to blame the sun … Continue reading The only way to go


But he sits with himself at 4am When the sun can’t rise & the moon on the opposite side A perfect dark for thoughts He then visits the no light corners The hidden storms in his mind The bloody rivers of hope The dying dreamland The withering lilies of love The thoughts of ending his life “Would it be?… Would it be the worst thing … Continue reading 🦋