For millennials: 21

  Journaling There is no warmth in waiting for the right time. The patience will sting harder than the truth you believe about holding on. Misery becomes more appealing. “may you be defined by your boldness in running through dry and dark cracks.” I’d get into the bus sometimes, most times with my headphones banging…

Deja Vu #18

I knew I was once a captive But I still am On the verge of my echo Which hands a ripple effect Cosy but never rosy at the edge Clinging to my sense of feeling. Who can tell how many times it concurred? With my past and now? The populace it stole their minds, Engrossed…