Yourself
Like withered rose petals stuck to the pages of her diary, you’ll find her broken heart – written in ink and if you read ever so carefully, you’ll see yourself. @AsfaWrites Advertisements Continue reading Yourself
Light
Through all your anxiety and suffering, everything you fought on your own, those long sleepless nights: I want you to know it was in you I built my home. It was in your arms I found my peace, even though … Continue reading Light
RAW
I thought he’d forever remain: like the black ink on a ripped up newspaper, the earthy smell of old books or a stamped postcard found under all the letters, the smell of coffee, so strong and raw at least that’s … Continue reading RAW
Rainbow
She loved life. She lived for all the simple things: watching the sunset, long walks, making daisy chains, getting lost in a book, genuine conversations- the little things made her smile. Even something as common as watching the heavy rain … Continue reading Rainbow
Burnt out
My therapist asks: “how would you describe your mood today?” Where do I go? To start all over, to forget everything. I don’t want these black clouds lingering over me anymore. This rain isn’t beautiful anymore. I’m sick to death … Continue reading Burnt out
Her
It is the dark starless nights; the silence they bring, the flickering of lights. An open sky, a stillness, but a blur– All of it; revealing the reflection of her… @AsfaWrites 🖤 Continue reading Her
Old & Grey ♡
Sometimes I sit and wonder, for hours on end- losing all sense of time. As though I’m a bird trapped in a cage, with no escape. It doesn’t happen frequently but when it does, it takes over my whole being. … Continue reading Old & Grey ♡
