To caged desires.
Some wounds don’t heal
It’s been a while. Here’s something I penned down a few nights ago when words came to me while I least expected them to.
This one’s for the unsure creators.
If I were you, I’d rerhink. It inflicts an everlasting torment on all you hold near and dear.
Of vulnerabilities and hard hardheartedness.
Sometimes we just forget to taste our words before we spit them out.
Tough times don’t last. Tough people do. Remember that.
Lots of Love.
These musings are proof what a little time with oneself can do to the mind. Hope it gave you a little positivity too. Happy Vibes!
On some days, I spend all day trying to come up with a good piece of writing, On others, I wake up at 2 a.m to get a glass of water and come up with effortless verses. This is one of those works of mine. To romancing with the night times, and to grief.