Inside the mind of an immigrant
Why is it that sometimes… no matter how many mountains I climb, or how many oceans I sail, or how many bridges I burn I don’t see myself the way I want to. No matter how hard I try I can’t seem to rise to a place where I want to be. It’s like the … Continue reading Needing Validation
"It's okay." "It'll be alright." Your lips are moving but your words aren't reaching me. I'm trying so hard to grasp onto the letters spewing out of your mouth, but they slip from between my ears like sand does in a closed palm. I can’t comprehend what you’re saying. Don’t raise your voice, it’ll only … Continue reading Will it actually be okay?
It's been a long road I know I haven't done you any good but - our ways are parting now forgive me if you could. I know I've let you down because now I'm sinking deep watching you fade away into a dreamless sleep. There’s so much I could have done to ease this walk … Continue reading A farewell from life…
I grip the knife in between my fingers as tightly as I can. My palms are so sweaty that I'm afraid the knife will slip through and clatter on the white marble floor. After every minute that passes by I rub my hands on my pants, trying to remove the moisture that's gathered on my … Continue reading The killing…
Anger. It’s when your blood boils in your veins and you can feel it slither through your body like lava. Your brain is heated and all you see is red blinking in front of your eyes like bolts of lightning. Your skin becomes so heated that you can feel the rage slip down your flesh … Continue reading Anger
