My Society

I am lost in society and its ideas. My association with it has stumbled me out of myself or rather the person I would want to be, the person I hoped to be. Being careless with my heart, I give away my attention every time this society displays its dazzling smile to me and soon, … More My Society


These are the last words of my filth, my bellowing and fleeting youth. I’ve had thousands of conversations with myself, debating my true motives, questioning my religion, scrutinizing those I have affection for. Tiring hours of pointless words which formulate sentences, can my soul rest in peace during a summer’s night? It slips through my … More .