Questions to thyself
Where is the happiness? What happened? What changed? You don’t smile anymore as you used to, No joke tickles you, More reserved and observed. Even a good nap doesn’t refresh…
Mykell Writes
Beneath the Surface
If you see me happy, too excited, don’t dismiss it as abnormal just because you often find me reserved and observed. Leave me alone, let me relish the joy that…
The last of Us
In our hurts, we bleed, From the pain of old wine we’ve freed. Lost in sweet memories, now hard to maintain, We laughed, we fought, yet we couldn’t sustain. We…
Crippled Hope
Bound by sorrows, Weeping hearts. In chains, they hoped, Liberty promised. Weeks turn to months, Hope fades. Dreams turn cold, Rusted spirits. In exile, they waited and wasted. The darkness…
