I walked again, In the orange sunset, With poetry, music and wind, Questions, doubts and thoughts to sink, My mind and mood, Already than...

This grief has engulfed me, And everywhere I look, Reminds me of something that I miss. It tires me to my bones, Plunging sadness, Right...

I started having conversations outside of my mind lately. Rather than asking myself, what would they be thinking about and assuming the...