Tag: poetry


Waiting to Exhale

Slowly the will to live disappears from her being She’d rather die than appear a failure to her parents and peers Till death do us part, let this love kill me! Click to read more!

Anxiety?? Friend or Foe????

Anxiety. A feeling all too familiar. Inextricably linked to my ambitious nature. Always wanting to be, to do, to evolve and become. Somehow still trapped in the present presence of what still is and is not yet.