Stuck

I slowly surface from the depths of slumber and I’m greeted by a bright, playful sunlight. It strokes my skin and warms my yawning heart. Today feels like a good day. I slowly turn and feel the heat turn to…

The Precipice of War

I stand at the precipice of war with a rusted armour too fragile to protect; it causes more pain than protection. But fight I must. The battle has started and bravery is required, else I remain within the towers of…

Categories: social themes

Authentically, me

n the few seconds it takes me to get into bed, a gang of thoughts crowd behind my eyes. Yet instead of the usual violent nature of their voices, I am confronted with compliments...

Categories: social themes