“‘You’re Going To Be Happy’ Said Life ‘but First I’ll Make You Strong.’”

“The strongest people have a past filled with chaos, heart break and disappointment.”

— r.h. Sin

I wonder

I wonder if my parents ever think I'm human too

A human with a mind and not just flesh

A human who has a heart and feelings.

I wonder if my parents ever think I have dreams too

That my existence is not meant to fulfill their dreams

That they don't own me just because I come from them

I wonder if my parents ever think I'm okay, too.

That they're not the only ones who have it rough

Their words and actions towards me cut like a knife!

I wonder if my parents ever think I'm an adult too

That I've grown not only physically, but mentally

I wished they would not treat me like a kid while making decisions.

I wonder if my parents ever think there are other children who struggle like I do too

That I'm not a failure like they think I am

Comparing me to other kids who had success in their time

What do I do

How do I let it out

Where do I go to release

By Adia

“Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.”

— Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine

I don't have the mental space or energy for writing, but the ideas are percolating and one day they will bubble over and spill out on the paper and then you'll all see!!

“I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted.”

— Unknown

Sometimes you need to sleep, sleep a lot. Not to escape, but to rest your soul from your feelings. Because everything, absolutely everything devours you. Completely.

—Brain

On the verge

​She says she's given up on waiting for him,

She thinks it's all a pipe dream, in her head

That someone like her doesn't have the luxury to dream

To have adventures, explore and experience something new each day

To actually fall in love with what you do each day

To have him by her side, encouraging her

She was an optimistic person and somewhere,

out there, across the oceans she believed he was there

She thought she could have it all; the career, life, and relationship

But who was she kidding? Who was she to dare to dream

How can someone like her break those walls? So she gave up.

Then out of nowhere, from the other side; he talked

He said, 'I've found you, and I'll come get you'.

He waited years and years for her, searching for her

In this journey of happiness that he kept traveling

He knew she was the one to guide him in his purposes

He had it all in the past, but he wasn't happy genuinely

All because he needed someone to love him for him

When he found her, she was on the verge of giving up

He had to muster every ounce of energy he had

To reach out to her to let her know and be heard

That she was almost there, that they were almost close to each other now.

By Adia

Full offense but your writing style is for you and nobody else. Use the words you want to use; play with language, experiment, use said, use adverbs, use “unrealistic” writing patterns, slap words you don’t even know are words on the page. Language is a sandbox and you, as the author, are at liberty to shape it however you wish. Build castles. Build a hovel. Build a mountain on a mountain or make a tiny cottage on a hill. Whatever it is you want to do. Write.