Poetry
NEVER REGRET.
Regret is all about mourning the past and embalming the future. In doing so you are not wise. Why lodge in the graveyard of your laid-aside past When you can embrace the paradise of your Read more…
Poetry
AUTOPSIES I HATE
Yet I find self conducting one in my thoughts. Autopsies of how they treated me. Autopsies of what they said to me last. Autopsies of rejection, devastation, defeats and regrets like an unending river terrorises the weary soul. Everyday, my Read more…