It took a long time for me to consider myself a writer. I still struggle with saying it. I started writing at a young age to work through feelings I didn’t dare tell anyone. I learned that once you start writing, it becomes a part of you. It’s something you always go back to whenever you are overwhelmed with certain emotions. People don’t always listen to your words, but the paper always listens to the pen.
Re-found Wings
Hungry
Monsters
Stand or Fall
Photo from Google images - Pink Floyd "Hey You" lyrics War in the streets and a fight breaks out We hear the loud screams and shouts, and no one knows what it's about. "Just a couple of troubled ones hanging around." But, aren't we all troubled? Aren't we all wanting...
Immersed in Mystery
She likes to hide her head in books, soak up the words on the page, get lost in an imaginary place filled with beauty and mystery, to detach herself from a world that is too quick to judge, escape the cynicism and biased opinions and immerse herself in mystery and...