A hand-rolled cigarette to smoke,Another one bought from the store.If he lights one, his mind's lit upAnother one burns a hole..

Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...

What if you are just destined to get hurt, to be helplessly stuck in a point of time you no longer want to be? Maybe life is all about trying to get up while you fall a little bit deeper in the pits of hell, each time you try not to...

But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to...

Even when it seems that there is no one else, always remember there's one person who never ceased to love you - yourself.

It was either the chaos of a crowd of thoughts or the silence of solitude... nothing in between..

I find beauty in sadness, and peace... and a mystery waiting to be solved.. the more you unfold the mystery, the more you are mesmerized by the layers of mystery lying underneath.. and solitude becomes the perfect company for sadness..but again, the feeling you get when you realize you're not alone gives you inexplicable happiness.. and there's satisfaction in happiness,, and another mystery which is unknotted yet difficult to penetrate