After a long month of unexpected hiatus, Iām here and heaven knows Iāve missed writing. If youāre to describe me in one word, what will it be? I think āOverthinkerā will fit perfectly. Iāve had a million conversations in my head before I actually say a spoken word. I have dates with my thoughts, Iāve
When I started writing I didnāt think it was good enough for others to read. I had lot of things going through my mind. I always kept my calligraphy and colored pens close to me. It was a form of art for me putting down my opinions. But self doubt always had a way of
The goosebumps were filled on the skin Hairs stood at the back of the neck In a moment, the rancid smell of liquefying skin blended with roasted hair and metals was choking It didn’t put on a show to care or recognize anyone It had nothing to do with being too good or excessively insidious.
āFear just exist in your mind, itās not real. What canāt get you in the light canāt come after you in the darkā This pretty facade is gradually wearing off Iām not a child anymore but Iām still scared of the dark I dread when itās sunset and there is no power I think of
“Is this the only shirt you have?” I’m reading that in Atonye’s voice. Gracious Lawd!!! Why today? Why me? “Lol. I know I’m putting on the same garments and shoes the last time I saw you. Trust me it’s happenstance. Infact I’ve not worn it since then until now and here you are once more.
Itās the last day of my birth month and I decided to post today just because I feel like. So Iāve lived two decades and trennium and I feel ancient already. I try so hard so see if I can go with the trend and flow with my friends within my age range but itās
Jesus My soul needs you now more than ever Convince my heart to do your will Storms and fears are taking over My day goes with bout of doubts I canāt escape being in pain Alleviate my fears before they come alive Fix my broken hope with spring like the pastures of the wilderness Amend
Iāll be the last person to say Iām short. In my head Iām too tall thatās probably because most of my friends are tall and Iāve never dated someone less than 6ft so it automatically gave me the pass to be tall. But Iām unquestionably short. Sometimes I get tired of looking up to my
Okay Iām not reviewing Sidney Sheldonās book with the same title. This isnāt Ashley, Toni or Alette being in one person. I donāt know how that Disociative Personality Disorder works or if itās actually real, but sometimes I am convinced that I have four distinct personalities and I play it out unconsciously. -First of all,
Being excited the present day is an understatement, Iām thankful. Iām getting old but Iām still young at heart. I did wake up this morn humour did bless. I did has’t to thank God, I did tryeth counting mine blessings at which hour I wast praying, for moo than 1 hour I didnāt reacheth half
