From a noisy mind to another, writing after ages, coz I couldn't contain it anymore.
let go off some of the baggage i carried up hill, I danced beside the flames, and sang like the mountains were all ears. As the night emptied me off my dark torments, the morning opened its arms and filled me some of its colours.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
This a story of patience, resilience, hope, strength and dreams (A beautiful dream of two people who believed in themselves), a story that I would proudly pass on to our family's next generation.
My directions differed, the so called aims were a bit here and there, but that was always how it ended, that is where I saw myself.
These are some things that still haunt me and probably a lot of us have similar thoughts. Give it a thumbs up if you could relate to it.