I think I'm evil

And I don't know why

I can barely see things

In a better, gracious light

I am an ungrateful bastard

A witch in disguise

I am seldom forgiving

I keep a tab of every mark

But the funny part you see

Is that I am meanest to myself

In self-analysis

I tear myself apart

I shatter myself into pieces

And I pick myself apart

Then I pray for someone to save me

That 'someone' though is just a farce

I think I am evil

But I rescue myself each time

I rescue myself from me

I am the hero of the victim

And an enemy to the witch in me.

"And at last, I see the light."

I have treated prose as a journal from a very young age, from the time in the past when I refused to talk to real people. So here I was, writing for myself and just for myself! I never had anything great or extraordinary to say but what I found here was nothing less than sheer gold. Every poem and every writer I was able to connect with was a blessing.

Just like in the old times, I don't have much to say today as well. All I wanted to do was come here, write, and revel in the things of the past.

'If eternity were a place,

We would have been humans of glass.

We would've shattered with a gust of wind,

Only if eternity was a place.'

#eternity #wind #young #journaling

I love creating the worlds unknown. I love writing about people who don't really exist but exist only through my words. I don't know what it really is. Maybe it is the sense of control or maybe the power of being able to express my self through my words. Or maybe it is the sheer creativity of how the characters and the settings come together and create a story which can be read and understood by many and not just my own self. Whatever it is, I don't really mind, I adore this feeling. I feel alive when I see my fingers gliding on the keyboard and the sound of every key, the sound of every error I make and the way that I am always able to correct it. I wish life was like that too. I wish we were able to mend mistakes and sometimes be like one of our favorite characters about whom we talk about in our stories. The feeling of being able to build up worlds untold and told altogether. It is about mixing and matching your dreams and your experiences. I love being one of those people who actually know how beautiful is this feeling and how weirdly empowering it can be. In hopes of being able to write some tales that would be read by many, I thank you prose and everyone who have had my back through these virtual doors.

#tales #keyboard #gratitude #writing #doors #virtual #theprose #alive #stories #story #empowered #magical

I used to write when I was sad. I had so much to say, so much to talk about. My friends, the closest had no idea what I was going through but Prose did. Prose knew so much, everything even the people around me didn't. This place understood my broken language even when I myself couldn't understand it. And now years later I am happy, I am thankful because Prose you helped me out just by being a place I could go to when I felt alone as heck. I am so thankful and proud of this community because I know we are far away from the toxicity that has built up on the rest of the internet. I am so thankful for all the support and I never plan on leaving this place because this place makes me feel gold.

Thank You Prose.

#prose #thankful #love #thankyou #sad #community #istillexistbecauseihadyou

I am determined,

To put it all behind.

I am sure,

That this time a change will be made.

I will be moving,

towards the golden days.

#goldendays #ever #forever #determined #sure #time #will #change #iwillmakeithappen #iwill

I want to write about my stories

I want to write about the tales

Of when I was crazy

And when I was completely sane

I want to write a bit more than ever

I want to keep writing now and forever

I would like to write about dungeons and folklores

I really want to write about the times before

How can just few words on paper

Bring you back to your soul

And you are left craving for more

Its magical and mystical

How satisfying words can be

To write about everything you can and cannot see

#WORDS #LOVE #SOUL #US #EVERYTHING #WRITING #CRAVING #MAGICAL #MYSTICAL #SATISFYING #LOVETOWRITE #WRITINGLOVE #LOVE #SOULMATE #WORDS #ARE #ALIVE #ALOTLIKEUS

I looked right into those shadows,

I knew that I was at it again.

I realised it,

And I took off.

I ran fast so I was standing far away,

But the shadow kept lurking.

Kept treading closer,

Laughing at me having fun.

There in that sound I knew,

That running won't cut it I need something more.

I stood straight and asked,

"You're done yet or got some other creepy moves?"

#shadows #fight #the #fears #face #darkness #difficulties #yourself #problems #unknown #now #now #now #now #now #again #realise #love #you #universe

You’ll look for me in somebody else,

Trying to heal up from my made up help.

Longing to see me one more time,

And getting done with me all in your head.

I am self centered but alive,

You’re done living in the dead.

In your memories in your assumptions,

I have that image you still expect.

You still look for someone to have your back,

You want someone to hold your hand.

Want someone to have you,

When you can’t even sincerely have yourself.

What you should be,

Is more of a human.

With feelings and traumas,

I wish for you to stay more sober.

We know that we are all people,

Of our own wises and vices,

What would be better for you,

Is to care for someone except your own self.

I wish for you to find someone,

Who is good for your mental and emotional health.

#alive #mentalhealth #emotionalhealth #selflove #endofafling #memories #wish #good #feelings #traumas #wises #vices #somebody #once #upon #a #time

Wishes were pending

So were the dreams

Fulfilling them all was not that easy

She now had responsibilities

And promises to keep

She wanted options

She wanted a leave

But leaving her own heart at home

Will only lead to further misery

She stayed to love, to build

What she had created

And that is when she was sure

Her life had a meaning

To caress what she had

And to trust her footsteps

She stood up

Walked again

Towards a better land

Which was nowhere else but within herself

#selflove #mother #women #woman #love #her #feminist #strength #path #land #peace #dreams #togetherness #family #anotherday #ilooveyousomuchmama