It's so warm. It’s the same as usual. she held a cup of coffee every evening. But her feelings and thoughts are not always the same. One day she will be grinning like an idiot while imagining stuff that

I grew up in a city of concrete where you can hardly relate yourself to the colour green. But thanks to my grandfather for making the rules, "wherever you go, you have to visit your hometown twice

Let me tell you a story about a girl. A story about a girl with hope. Hope, you might think, can never be trusted. But in this story, hope is saving lives. You see, this girl didn't have much to contend

Death is a woman She carries with her such incredible pain and I regret cursing her name because all those times I thought she was torturing me. It turns out she was turning me into the woman I need to

Pain makes reality more real or purifies the anxiety, the pressure, and the wounds which you have been trying so damn hard to make heal for a long period? For me, pain helps me to hit reality. It helps

What if I accidentally found out I was adopted and the people I called mother and father were not my real parents? Well!! I certainly won't be shocked at first. Because when I was a kid, I used to think

The fear is not of getting abandoned but of being loved. Attachment is scary so it's normal to close all doors that we once kept on knocking. Losing yourself is scary but loving yourself when everything

If you haven't figured out life yet, it's okay! Pace yourself and enjoy the journey. After all, that's how we get through life. As much as we shouldn't, we compare our lives to the people around us and

"I love you, someday, I hope you'll too." Have you ever spent hours trying to decipher the behaviour of someone you love and care about and ended up with an uncomfortable tension in your mind?

So finally I'm writing my first kinda fiction or I dunno what to call this kind of writing. I was inspired by some sort of little ghost stories where people go to the mountain to party with a bunch of

The first time you go to rehab will be a shell shock. The sun will feel unfamiliar, like the last bits of water to be sucked down the drain, you will beg for precipitation in a nurse's station while she

I have never had an intervention before. I have had it politely suggested to me that at sixteen in I was drinking too much. Apparently bringing a mixture of vodka, gin, bourbon, whiskey, tequila, and crystal

Lately, I have been praying in poetry. I have been begging God to take these words and expose the truths in me. That the women I have been doing not go aimlessly. That those versions of myself did not

There was a time I thought I would change the world, but now I go to sleep early and fight wildfires in my heart all night long. It's like I’m just trying to prevent further damage in a world where I don’t

It's October and I still have no clue what I’m doing. I’ve worn the same sports bra all year, and I’m not sorry about it. Sometimes I don’t wear one at all, and sometimes I like to feel my flesh for what

It’s been so long since I took a break from the hive because of my exams and also because I was being lazy. To be more honest I was deeply lost in the world of fiction. From waking up to going to sleep,

My heart is not caught in the flame, it is the flame. I am not hopeful anymore. I am unravelling at the speed of light and losing all sense of self. Home isn't in my hands or my body or my heart. It's

I'm no longer a danger to myself or others, but I still feel the anger, like dust in my lungs. I can never quite get rid of no matter of how hard I try to cough it up. And I swore I was getting better,

A bitter ending is better than an endless bitterness. I think as I bite my tongue. I can't believe I'm doing this. But I'm gonna walk off that train station platform. I'm gonna ride the Canada Line till

Sundays are for football, and crocheting scarves we will eventually hang on the shelf. Never once have I reached a Sunday and felt entirely good about me. Usually, the day consists of moping and recollecting