I was free

I was finally free

Free from the expectations, from being criticized, from the weight of my thoughts. It was the first time ever that I didn’t feel any of those things. It was a miracle, a thing I never thought I’d experience.

It was the first time I’ve felt truly free.

It felt like the weight has finally been lifted off my shoulders, like I managed to find something that mad...

Late, again.

I was once again late to my first lecture of the day. It was at 8am sharp, and it was currently 8:15am.

So now I’m running to campus, faster than I think I’ve ever ran during my high school years, yet trying to be cautious since I don’t want to spill my latte. I can’t handle a lecture without caffeine, and I would be extra late if I had to run to get a new one.

I know I’m alread...

When I look in the mirror, all I see is a person who should’ve been dead 2 years ago, a person that should be six feet under with the rest of her friends, a person who shouldn’t even be able to look into this very mirror.

I think about that accident every second of everyday. It doesn’t matter whether I’m at work, a family gathering, or just laying in bed and staring at the ceiling, it’s always in...

I once owned a doll

but I kept it in a chest

In the attic I recall

I thought it was best

But as the nights went by

Exactly at ten

A shriek of a cry

Again and again

It left me sleepless

It left me scared

“I couldn’t take this”

I declared

So I went to the stairs

They creaked as I went

Whispering prayers

I ended the descent

I went to the chest

Where the doll still screamed

It cried in distress

As...