Writing

“Let’s go to the park!” Sounds alright. Our eyes catch the petals of that rose. Our legs heavy and tense, I go home. I’m..

A poem about my experience in having anxiety.

Moments are limited, enjoy each and every one.

A heart to heart, a friend to friend. This is a honest conversation to one friend to another

If it’s hard to overcome life’s test, Fight after having time for rest

Am I okay? I’m fine.As those words are spilling out of my mouth, I can feel that rope snaked around my chest begin to move. As if that question ..

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