A Broken Lonely Soul’s Soliloquy

And so, it’s a lie.

I know I said I will take a break, a breather; but oh well, I guess I cannot take a break from writing, because writing has always been my “break”, my “breather”, and my “comfort”. Writing, (my poetry) in particular has never left my side – it is the only constant thing that I have that doesn’t forsake me, judge me, and speak ill of me regardless of and no matter what.

Some things and opportunities just come and go; my poetry stays

My poetry has and will always be the only one who never castigate me for not being the human being everyone expects me to become. I am me and I am who I am.

Some people can easily judge you and speak ill about you – let them be, that’s what makes them happy: making other people seemed to be wrong when…