It’s Not A Competition.

It doesn’t matter who was hurt more,Or how lucky someone is because they suffered less. Just because they didn’t go through what you went through,Doesn’t mean they haven’t been bruised.One common thing about heartbreak is that it affected us deeply,Seeped into our souls,And changed us in so many ways . We may be walking parallel…

It’s Okay!

It may seem like you have a hard shell,But I know it’s cracked on the inside. You can say whatever you want,Your words can be full of strength and perseverance,But I know that behind your brave words lies a broken heart. You can smile all want,And wear that brave face which makes people think you’re…

20 Seconds of Courage.

Happy Sunday everyone,Have any of you ever tried this? If not what would your 20 seconds of courage be like??Would love to read all about it in the comments 😀 † †

Shelter

You provided shelter for me during the storm,Even when my pride wouldn’t allow it. You guided me secretly,Gently swept me off my feet. Softly whispered into my ears,Especially when I closed my eyes in defeat. You promised that I’d survive,And strive again. Now that some time has passed,I appreciate everything you’ve done.And I see it…

Forever.

I wouldn’t have worried so much about losing you,And losing my ground….If I knew our hearts would be synced forever. ©ZeinaA.G

Writing What Terrifies You.

I recently finished writing a short story that terrified me, not because it’s a thriller. The main issue was writing from a bully’s point of view.  I struggled with third person at first. Then I thought it wasn’t really capturing the inside of my bully’s mind so I moved to the petrifying first person. It…

Shattered-Short Story part 1

Shattered. We’ve driven by this place a few times; the windows are now all shattered which just confirms to me that it’s vacant. I’ve been in town for twenty-four hours and there’s an itch for me to return. As if it’s calling me begging me to walk inside, I promised I would never step there…

Nobody

First, it’s forgotten phone calls and then it’s forgotten texts. And then apologies which make no sense. While I fall behind to catch my breath, feeling diminished and defeated. There’s always that feeling that I gave it my all and it’s never enough because there are still forgotten events and memories. All I can do…

The Glow

Sometimes there is a short silent pause between storms. It could be a chance to reflect and notice the divine glow on your path.   ©ZeinaA.G

Value of Words

One positive word can build a staircase to an entirely new world of hope and beauty. It can make you soar towards your dreams, while one hurtful word could repeat in your head for years. One deceitful word from someone you trust can cause a lot of harm. It’s discouraging to feel that this tiny word…