-
I never felt this Weight in my chest, brings me down This is my goodbye.
-
This is me on the precipice of the edge. Anxiety slowly creeping through my veins. Exhaustion reaching an all-time high. My eyes can barely open. The filter replicates an ethereal atmosphere. A person trapped in between dreaming and waking. This is me shutting myself off from “reality.” The views don’t matter. The likes don’t matter.…
-
His charm disarmed me His smile captivated me Actions spoke volumes
-
I have decided to dedicate Summer 2018 to a simple project – posting two haikus a week. Haikus are my release when long form poetry seems too tedious and I have so much fun trying to convey an idea in the standard 5-7-5 format. I know that there are other formats, including the original way…
-
A boy and a girl Time must be of the essence Will fate favor them?
-
I really don’t know what to say because I feel the constant stress of sounding profound. Every moment has to be curated in this age of instant gratification and constant updates. I feel outdated and I’m only 25. The newer models are already taking the floor when I haven’t even been sold. That’s what life…
-
Desperate to be loved, by someone, by anyone Willing to play mind games, hoping the most fragile part of you won’t be broken. Thinking love is a game to be played and people are not human, Just conquests meant to be conquered and nothing more. Traveling to the ends of the earth for someone that…
-
I’m popping pills with the hopes of surviving I’m popping pills with the hope that someday I will thrive Someday I will be alive.
-
*From January 2, 2017 Watching travel videos and blogs about traveling got me into trouble. I believed that I could travel the world on a shoe-string budget, meet incredible people, and have adventures every day. The Internet did not show the difficulty of traveling. Those moments where things go horribly wrong. The days when you…
-
My existence is a resistance in its own right. I was never meant to be here yet I kept fighting for my life. The wear and tear, the daily struggle keep grinding down my years. But I swear I would never let it amplify my fears. You call it weakness but you don’t see through…
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Trapped In The Margins 