Maybe it was the rain. The clouds, the wind, the biting weather. She was in a continuous curious melancholy. The piano sang ancient words, long left unspoken. A small statue of a praying angel. A small candle, a peaceful expression. It sat on its knees like it was exactly where it was supposed to be.Continue reading “Grief”
you think you can tell me what to do?what i am?you think you know me at all?oh, darling,you’ve only seen me alive.you have yet to see my death.
We are humans. We love, we laugh, we cry, we hate. We hope. We despair.We learn andwe forget.And in the endWe liveAnd we die. The most important thing in life is why we live. What is our desire. Our calling. That one thing we would move mountains for. Love? Family? Revenge? I don’t believe weContinue reading “Desolation”
Perception. Everything is about perception. Our perceptions build the realities we live in. Be it good or bad, we tend to be a bit blind to what is happening in our lives. Why? Perception. During our lives, we, as humans, experience all kind of moments. Normal ones, like breakfast, beautiful ones, like the first kissContinue reading “Truth”