Claustrophobic

In a room full of lights, I'm sitting with eyes closed, Covered in random clutter, Afraid of being exposed, To the prying eyes and timid minds, With expectations choking from afar, I can't breathe, it's suffocating, Like I'm trapped in an airtight jar, Heartbeat vigorous, sweaty palms, Thoughts colliding with my beliefs, Words stuck under … Continue reading Claustrophobic

The Journey to the Center of my Mind

The journey starts from outside the door of my home. To the other side of the door, I see a world full of commotion, polluted physically and mentally with immoral values and double-meaning words. As I step ahead to the inside of my home, the outside commotion starts fading away. I can now untie my laces … Continue reading The Journey to the Center of my Mind