Melancholia of The Drunk

She loved him unconditionally that when it came the time to fall off, they did so gracefully. Because they had had enough of each other. There was nothing to mend. Nothing was broken. They only faded from each other like a distant past fleeting away in time. As they turned their backs on the ship,… Read more

Every girl romanticizes poets and writers on their lips as though that alone would hand them title deeds. They end up pursuing one-night romantic escapades which in their minds mean; Candle lit flame, Red wine and a perfect lyrical song stringing along flattery of prose and redundant poetry – to make them wheeze out of… Read more

It is bad this time. No one expected it to play out this way. One moment we are all seated, laughing and saying shit. We are flipping over memories of PTSDs escapades, because you know what? This is a priceless place. We call it home, and it feels different because this is finally home. We… Read more

God has nothing do with it. He did his best and laid the rest on me. Neither is it your fault that I am the one constantly lurking in the shadows; Unseen, Unwanted, Insulted, and Mocked. Nor is it in my purview to blame you for the attempts I’ve made on my life, to end… Read more

One of my many flaws is the incapability to unsee the things I have not seen. Especially in the light that I have seen you, and in the darkest of places that you have kept me sane. I’m craving to know you. Perhaps in my desperate attempts I’m tragically falling, and breaking my bones, maybe… Read more