words that kept them going and stitched them whole were the same words that triggered; the same words that rattled
I want to live, that is why I fight it. It is what all the struggles are for: to live.
It won't work in the hands of the government alone. It needs the help of the society. It needs our help - every. single. one. of. us.
I remember my hands shaking but only for a second then, I— I pulled the trigger I woke up crying 'cause pulled the trigger but in reality, I pulled myself up instead 'cause that is what I must do I woke up from the nightmare but I still have the gun [Disclaimer: featured photo; caption … Continue reading Poetry | Gunshot
I write because I want my voice to be heard; for my voice to be louder than the screams inside my head.
I’ll never forget this day [...] No matter what the future holds [DISCLAIMER: featured image]
We lose our senses until we forget our strengths.
I was contemplating about posting. It might trigger. It might not send the message I really want to convey. But, I really want to speak up. These are my words. PLEASE LISTEN. WAKE UP. DEPRESSION SHOULDN’T BE TAKEN LIGHTLY. YOUR IGNORANCE WON’T HELP SAVE A LIFE. PLEASE LISTEN AND TRY TO UNDERSTAND. THIS IS REALITY. PLEASE LISTEN AND ALWAYS BE THERE FOR PEOPLE.