As his world vanished into thin air
There he was alone by himself
Drowning in his pool of thoughts
Trying to regain his breath of sanity
He struggles to remain calm

Anxiety cripples in like a thief of the night
Stealing all the good thoughts in his life
Leaving him with only worry and frustrations
He asked a hundred more questions

Poems, Writings


Narratives, Prose, Writings


Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always loved swimming. My mother once told me that in just a-couple-of-months old, they can already leave me alone in the pool because I’ve already learned to swim in such a young age. They would compare me to a mermaid since there’s not a week before that I would spend without visiting the pool.