Writing 101 – Day Four: Serially Lost

  We had to go. I had to bring my farewells to an end, my time was up. In less that 72 hours I would be thousands of miles away, we'd be thousand miles apart. This farewell was final, we wont be seeing each other for a very, very long time. On second thoughts, I … Continue reading Writing 101 – Day Four: Serially Lost

Man In The Mirror

"we are nothing more than enemies!" ┬áthe man in the mirror elates, he hates when I mumble all my musings in front of his face. Hates when I step into the world instead of him, instead of king, he says I play pawn, squandering my limbs. Haunting my inner monologue, hiding in snide soliloquies, tied … Continue reading Man In The Mirror