Sometimes..

Sometimes. Sometimes I want to huff and puff and tear you down too. Sometimes I want to stand on the rooftops and yell to the world about this injustice. Sometimes I want to ask you; how dare you? How dare you do this to me, me??? Sometimes I want you to suffer like I have, …

Out of The Sand…

So for quite a while, I have been meaning to write...something, anything. It had been too long since I wrote anything but I kept putting it off and until a couple of minutes ago, I was still putting it off. The past couple of months have been trying for me. My perception of life has …