Inside the mind of an immigrant
All that pain you’ve kept beneath those hidden faces and all those tears you’ve cried on bathroom floors and pillow cases all those aches, wounds and insecurities you’ve been carrying for a while give them all to me so I could see you smile. I know you’re aching and you won’t ever break but the … Continue reading Crying on bathroom floors
I cried to the earth and told her how broken I was she gently cradled me into her lap and told me she was broken into pieces and only then had she become a refuge for us. Pan-Gaia(Many people assume that I spelled pangea wrong. No, I didn't. In Greek mythology Pan is the god … Continue reading Pan-Gia
Why is it that we get so trapped in this rat-race of life that we forget the beauty of living? Why is it so hard to just be happy? Maybe because at a young age we’re taught that if we don’t run fast enough, the world will leave us behind. But what’s so bad about … Continue reading Life is a rat-race
You know that awful feeling where you cry so much that you can’t seem to breathe, like the tiny molecules of oxygen are clogged in your throat, and no matter how hard you inhale you can’t get the air through your lungs. Your chest aches so bad that it feels like your insides are bleeding. … Continue reading Crying…
