Just a college student from Cyprus, living in NYC, trying to find herself through words and writing.
What a Cliche
“You used to tell me everything.” Well, things have changed. I have changed—towards the better. I am an adult. Even though my age still ends in teen.
It was one of those days today that I thought about you? It was bizarre like, I thought about our moments and the times we wondered of the future
I Don't Ever Want to Lose This Feeling
I don't want to ever lose this feeling this inspiration this delighting feeling when writing. The worshiped words expressing
I Am Now in the Same Room as Him
I see his photograph in the same room as me. The room that used to belong to 17-year-old him. I hear stories, I put my feet in the shoes of his world, my hands in the pocket of his past and present, I hear lots of things about him.
Wave of Thoughts
I don't want to lose this feeling right now the inspiration the delighted feeling of writing. The worshiped words expressing
All the Tortures Come as One
There was a time when everlasting poetry made a human soul shudder in relief and healing hearts were made possible and lost minds were brought back to life.
I stand bewildered by the sight. The horrid sight of stained red. The mere conveyance of rigidness and spirituality. I stand perplexed by what my eyes are seeing.
A Safe Haven
Not like the imprisoned flame fighting to succumb the element of pouring rain. Not like the crippling horridness of old age struggling