A million fallen certitudes.

Encircling these loose threads around my fingers, giving into the fragrance that still lingers upon the surface of this woolen shawl, I wonder how much longer before this too shall fade away, before this too shall untangle itself from me, and become another forgotten regret, another uncomfortable silence. I wonder how much longer before the …

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New year, old me ?

Certain places, they just give you a sense of closure, its like there are doors slightly left ajar, and there are loose threads that hang from the heart but the tranquility you crave comes only with silence, with the fading of nonsensical din, because even in the company of many there is an obsecurity to …

Reaching out.

People are drowning. Everybody around me seems to be drowning and yet I feel like I can't really do anything for them. I personally know this person going through depression, and trust me just looking at her is unnerving. She looks as if she's trapped, she screams and shouts but there really is no way …