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


Tell me something I don’t know

Tell me something I don't know. Tell me that love feels like summer rain kissing soft skin Tell me that kissing feels like touching someones bare soul Tell me how a soul can be bare when its always carried within Tell me where is the ocean that is the origin of my tears Tell me … Continue reading Tell me something I don’t know


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