The air of the room was getting more and more suffocating with every word I let out. Like leaking gas asphyxiating you, seeping through your respiratory system, as you’re leisurely losing your consciousness without even realizing it…The walls were closing in on my mind. All the chaotic thoughts were getting compressed like an old junk… Continue reading Bestial thinking.
I was honestly so surprised to be nominated by the very talented Tamara Rockicki from the blog Tamara Rokicki, but mostly so happy and so honored because it means that our bloggers community is a melting pot. No matter where are you from, your voice will be always heard, even when English isn’t your first… Continue reading The mystery blogger award
schizophrenia aka a mental illness that generates delusional perceptions in the mind of the concerned individual…The mental disease cause in his brain a war where casualties are the mere facts and the reality that was once well perceived. After the attack, illusion and delusion become unified to create something from nothing inside the individual processor;… Continue reading Social schizophrenia.
Played back scenes from the past, an unlimited long carpet rolling under your running feet, a hill where you can’t rid of a non-existing beast and the weakness of your legs that don’t allow you to flee until you open your eyes and realize it was just a weird bad dream…Some things cannot be explained,… Continue reading Thoughts about dreams.
Days and months are outnumbered…I stopped counting when my heart became narrow in a wideness of affection. As the nights were flying away, the wind made of their wings motion was cooling down the ardor. And the devotion to an eternal pledge was becoming heavier. The bridge linking two different worlds was deteriorating and the… Continue reading Confusion.
-“I’m sorry”. The pathologist said. The words were swirling in his mouth like bullets when pushing the trigger. I was staring at him, watching his lips making little motions that were big enough to dump a hefty rock on the left side of my chest. The only rhythm I was feeling was the rhythm of… Continue reading Short story: The investigation.
I had wings. I flew far away. I fell when I realized it wasn’t real. I fell into a river that couldn’t carry me. I wasn’t floating like a small boat that lost its way. I was going down to where rocks and pebbles were guarding their aquatic kingdom. Coins, necklaces, faded photos…anything that reminds… Continue reading Feelings.
Her weight was too heavy for the ground to carry her. She fell swiftly like a caducous feather of a migrating bird…Like a yellow roaming leaf in a cold autumn that the wind has displaced…Like a shooting star that no longer belong to the blue space. She was lying on the ground like an unwatered… Continue reading Madness.
Thoughts: thoughts are like a garrulous friend; a one you can’t bare its never-ending-senseless-conversations... A trivial discussions about closed cases and overlapping topics like the curls of your hair that haven't been brushed for two days… A scattered words and grammatically mistaken expressions, which annoy your brain… Irritating questions and aggravating reminders that make you… Continue reading Thoughts.
My sincerest condolences to you… to the person I used to hold in high esteem. You’ve lost one of the most precious gifts; the ability to love. Today is the day when we’re all in black and all the eyes behind the dark sunglasses are looking down, when even the crows are shedding tears for… Continue reading My condolences…