Episodic Rabbit Hole

Heavy I feel heavy Tumultuous, toxic thoughts race and race  Hindering my vessel from freeing itself It desperately seeks warmth, the kind found in the company of others Not in the company of heavy petting, groping and thrusting Tired of filling the loneliness with that kind of past time Doesn’t anyone care anymore? Isn’t there … More Episodic Rabbit Hole

‘Passion Is Overrated’: What Exactly Is Passion and Why Is Everyone Pursuing It?

            Pursue your passions. You’ve heard that before, right? I’m sure it’s been instilled in you either by your teachers, friends, that one You Tuber or podcast that you follow. Why is everyone so obsessed with pursing their passion? Why is it such a necessity? As if pursuing your passion will open a gateway to … More ‘Passion Is Overrated’: What Exactly Is Passion and Why Is Everyone Pursuing It?

Pointed Palabras

Enough I’ve had enough We’ve had enough of it We’ve done absolutely nothing wrong We’ve done absolutely nothing to deserve these hate acts We just want to make a better life for ourselves in this country There is so much fear and hatred that’s been spread, and all for what? Because we are immigrants who … More Pointed Palabras

Self-Evident Truths

Signs that read “We All Are Immigrants”, voices saying No Ban, No Wall They march and fight for rights that seem “Unalienable” I care, I do For the injustice done unto them Is this how he sees ‘immigrants’? Barbaric, cruel, heartless creatures? With murder in mind?  Hate in their hearts? They have no place on … More Self-Evident Truths

Change to Spare

“Do you have any change to spare?” A man in tattered clothes and yellowed out eyes approaches me as I’m standing at a crosswalk. I hate to admit but I’ve already made a snap judgement, I’ve already decided to ignore him. For my own safety, I think. I have to ignore him. I justify to … More Change to Spare

Anxiety

Fine I say I’m fine Reassuring you, not me, that I am- Living Breathing Just okay Where in my reality I feel- Vacant, misguided I feel the pressures of perfection Weighing her heavy paws on my chest I feel the looming cloud of guilt life escapes me, trapped in my own skin Breathe in, breathe … More Anxiety

Missing

I’d always had a strong connection with my sister, we could say so much without saying a word. And I knew that even if we were apart- no matter how far the distance, we were connected somehow. The sound of wind whistled through the dead branches of the decrepit, hollow trees that lined up through … More Missing