The Ugly Duckling Syndrome
You share the same blood with others. Yet, as you lie below the stars among the lush green grass, you can't help but feel alone. You feel like a huge, misplaced blade among the many tiny blades of grass speckling…
Fall of the Ribcages
Rib cages were meant to protect the heart, But these thumps fought to break these bones, For you. *** My rib cage couldn't protect me from the onslaught brought on, as you rose my dead soul awake once more, Send…
Burnt to Ashes
Even when, My bones have been, Burnt to ashes, I feel like, I'll still be haunting the world, With my inability to let Old souls cry. ~ Old habits really do die hard. Written by: Soshinie Singh ©All…
Stepping Stones
I have wronged more times than I can remember. But. I have been wronged too. However, I will not blame it on immaturity. We pry and cry, and at every level we wish to say were immature. Until after a…
Darkness: A Lantern
Image from PexelsLife experiences encompasses of multitudes of trial and error. In this world of growth, we become a speckle, a drop of water which falls from the tap. Sometimes this drop goes straight into the dark tunnel and through…