Spare the rod, spoil the child. But even with the rod you spoilt your child. You spoilt his skin, You spoilt him. Leaving marks for him to learn, Leaving marks for him to keep. AdvertisementsRead More Spare The Rod, Spoil The Child.
He bled, but he loved the colour crimson.Read More Crimson Death
She slept with the lights switched on. She said that she was afraid of the darkness, But it wasn’t the darkness that scared her, It was the thought of not being able to control the things around her that truly terrified her.Read More Devoured Darkness;
‘I don’t have monsters underneath my bed or inside my head.’ he whispered. ‘It’s just my personality.’Read More Hidden Monsters
(updated version) How are you? How have you been? WHERE have you been? I haven’t seen you in a while; it’s just that I’ve been so busy, you know, going with the flow. But maybe we could grab a cup of coffee sometime, so that I can let you know that I’m sorry. I’m sorry […]Read More Dear Confidence,
4-7-8 breathing; A technique recommended by my doctor to help me calm down. Inhale through your nose for four seconds, Hold for seven, Exhale through your mouth for eight, And repeat. 4+7+8=19. In these 19 seconds I’m mentally paralysed but physically alright, Unable to conquer my thoughts I find myself lost in a space between […]Read More 4-7-8 breathing;
She was the maiden in her own disaster Always dreaming big but being told to be practical, She was unique but afraid of being different than the others, She was free, but her father always reminded her to stay within her limits, ‘Don’t change yourself for others’, her mother always told her, ‘Do it because […]Read More Her closure