a garden of changed destiny

Every raindrop is falling hundreds of miles with the only destiny to be shattered on cold, solid ground. Every  raindrop resembling a tear that was never cried, a cry that was never heard and a story that remains untold. That is unless someone decides to collect those forgotten souls and gathers them. Turns their destiny … Continue reading a garden of changed destiny


infinite whispers

Sometimes I just sit somewhere and suddenly I feel like I am glued to that exact spot. Everything in me starts to scream. I feel like I need to get out, to go for a walk just to run away. My lungs demand a breath of fresh air, air that is not caged by walls … Continue reading infinite whispers


When I write it feels like a flood of emotions running through me. Not emotions of my own but emotions of the character that is being created, the heart that forms on the paper. A heart sometimes created just to be broken. Writing is not about what the writer feels or what they live through … Continue reading Writing