"And I thought, that's 'cause they're fishes. They were supposed to swim. Just like people are supposed to keep going."
Split Second of Stillness
I used to think that the universe will let me breathe if I would stop asking what it wants me to do; that I just need to seek what I want to do. So, I do that because I am done trying. I am actually doing things now. I am no longer waiting; I am not standing still. I am moving. But, why is it not enough?
What do you want from me, really? What am I supposed to do?
The Longest Lunar Eclipse of the Century
under the moonlight i am picking up my scattered self
Poetry | The Universe Inside Me
The universe represents our emotions, doesn’t it? It’s a million little stars, a series of wormholes upon wormholes, infinite, vast, indescribable, mysterious.
when words blend 