Oh these headaches,
They’re back again...
march is like a fair maiden in a white sari
constantly asking me to take the first train home...
it is raining, I think.
I hear muffled sounds on my rooftop...
Anger
is...
I cast off my coat and my troubles at my door
My ambition seemed simpler in years before...
I spent my youth broken ---- a shattered empty...
Now I'll spend the years left somewhat wiser...
You think you know what I'm about
Who I am...
Mataining true center admist the chaos is a task...
What awaits the true believer whatever may come...
When the burden is too heavy to bear,
The unrelenting pain is pulling you down...
When we touch the heart, and our heart is touched...
As frozen tears thaw
to rest upon a petal...
Late one Wednesday night
I thought it was just me...