Breaking through

The rope binding me had to be broken by my work. The tape sealing had to be torn by my talk. The chair fixating me had to be shattered by my dreams. My work, my talk, my dreams had to be stronger than the monster residing in the jungles of insecurity, jealousy. Stronger than the […]

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Am I living ?

I rest on the sand and watch another day pass. I look up to the sky and see the birds returning back home. Look around and find happy families carrying joy around.And I sit there still , so still , almost waiting for the day to end. Time no longer matters. I’ve started to count […]

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