We

You know what really connects me to a stranger...just plain human emotion. No differentiation on where we are from, no cultural baggage, no unnecessary formal behaviour.

Inside we’re all just the same without realising it. When all the make-up is removed and the perfume gone, it’s just skin that breathes and feels.

We can raise walls all around and eventually get lost but there are some moments when they break, without much effort.

For me this is the affirmation that there are good people out there whose paths have not yet crossed mine.

This doesn't happen too often and when it does I just cherish the moment.

When

When
There was an internal strife
I needed to get a life

life
Was I being punished for obeying?
For which horror was I paying?

couldn’t
There must be a goal, I had none
There was no battle I won

suck
No hope, no sunshine, and no words I could rhyme
How could I fight the tears I hadn’t cried?

anymore, it did!
My brain was playing tricks
I could throw up, I was so sick

But then... I had a moment
From moments of desperation
Came some bit of inspiration

My feet were firm on the ground again
If I tried, maybe I could make life sane

Now I believe in me once more...