Thank you so much, everyone, who regularly tunes in to my blog. I really appreciate you all reading my stuff. I really do. I don’t know what’s next now for this blog. I’m thinking that perhaps it’s time to buy my own domain.

I wish I had the right words to commemorate this moment, this milestone but my thoughts are all over the place at the moment. I’m feeling anxious and sad about some stuffs in my life but what keeps me pushing forward is my growth as a writer.

Thank you so much as well for everyone who supported my two poetry collections. The first one I self-published when I was nineteen Confessions of a Wallflower and the latest one I self-published just this June I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction

The real intention for this blog was really to just share my feelings because I was really depressed and sometimes I still am. I’m just blessed to have poetry as my outlet for coping with the harsh realities of human existence. I’m just blessed to have readers who also are feeling the same way when it comes to love, life, and mental illness.

So that’s all for now I guess. Just a simple thank you for each and every one of you for reading my stuff and being a part of the growth of my blog. This is where I first started sharing my poetry anyways, and I have great gratitude for my WordPress readers who’re still here with me after 2 years walking with me on my life’s journey. I love you all, and I just wish you all love, hope, and healing.

A Fresh Start


They say that new beginnings are disguised as painful endings. They say that every year is a lesson of love, suffering and everything in between.

I really don’t have the right words to put this year into account. I have been tormented by my own mind for the past 364 days, and it almost led me to killing myself, and I’d like to think that I’m going to a better place next year.

This year, I have learned to put myself first to restore my mental health and see reality as it truly is once again.

This year, I have learned that writing too much, thinking too much could drive any person mad and I guess it’s for the best if I just take it easy next year.

This year I have learned so many things but giving up wasn’t one of them, and I’m proud of myself because I’ve made it, I survived, and I surprised myself a lot.

I am forgiving myself for all the regrets that I have this year and not allowing fear to control me next year because I have learned that not everything I feel is real.

If only I can bloom all year long I will bloom all year long but the truth is that’s not possible, and sometimes I should wilt before I rise. Rock bottom was the place I found myself this year, and I discovered that I’m both terrifying and lovely. I still have a long way to go on my inner journey towards loving myself. I still have a long way to go to become who I am and achieve excellence. Greatness, after all, does not happen overnight.

January 1, 2018, falls on a Monday. A fresh day, a fresh week, a fresh month, a fresh year and a fresh start. I couldn’t think of any better time to change and becoming a better version of myself.