I’m in the driving seat, but I still don’t know what’s making me turn the wheel.

Inside our minds is the only place where we can find peace. It is not an external or material reality that exists outside of ourselves. And even… Read more “Wax and Wane”

It is indicative of something wrong with society, when the only emotions that we feel comfortable expressing, showing or sharing with others, are positive, hopeful or happy… Read more “Express how you really feel”

“A physician is not angry at the intemperance of a mad patient, nor does he take it ill to be railed at by a man in fever.… Read more

She searched for the words but they would not come. She stammered; silence. From her mouth spat; empty. Now only a void where once was plenty, in heartache and… Read more “tongue”

Every day I make notes of the little instances that confirm my existence, lest I vanish like a puff of smoke into thin air never to be… Read more “La di da”

Today my depression lifted. I woke up and found that my reflection in the mirror was no longer a lonely stranger. The sun shone with a different… Read more “Lifted”

I have forgotten how to live. Did I ever really know in the first place?  

Foreword: This poem is in response to a moment between me and my dad. I was in bed, unable to move, feeling physically crippled and crying from black… Read more “Hold On”