Wildflower

A new season approaches where my mind space and its inner workings grow tired of being neglected and filled with regrets, I am a wild flower and rather than to control that, it’s time to accept that who I am is bigger than me. Like a wild flower; she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually all; knew of her … Continue reading Wildflower

all of me

Sometimes I feel alone, like now at 6.26am. And I’m not used to feeling alone anymore, not like I used to. I used to love being alone, partially because in being alone, the different versions of me used to creep out and I used to welcome them, all different sides of me. With content and non judgment. Now I judge, I’m slightly harsher, do I … Continue reading all of me