vo·ra·xious: an insatiable appetite to create
There is a world between you and me – Read more
When my tongue is silent, my thoughts speaks. Read more
I see my refelction in the mirror, and wonder: Who am I? Read more
And just like that, bit by bit –moment by moment: this becomes your life. Read more
What have they done to deserve suffering?Why do they pay the most severe price? Read more
It’s hard to breathe and to see; All I feel is the shaking of my knees. Read more
There are some things which happen just a little too soon, a little too quick and a little too deeply – for us to ever heal completely. Read more
Thoughts captured in time, Desolate remains. Only written in black. Like the ashen embers of an extinguished flame. Representative – of our connection. How it burned, and faded away. Read more