what is life anyway without the exhaustion of being alive.

I have been hard on everyone and everything—but mostly on myself.I have been strong for so long, holding myself to the edge, living in survival mode.Now the damage is felt, the cracks evident, the exhaustion obvious. Oh dear Sang, take a pause now.You’ve been holding your breath for so long—you can let it go now.YouContinue reading “what is life anyway without the exhaustion of being alive.”

Musings

The dusky summer skiesClouds dyed in the sunset highlights,Birds returning to their families, alive,While distant, blurry lights shimmer with pride.As the cool breeze runs through my auburn hair,I smile, embraced by the arms that care,Wrapped around the one thing that truly matters.The hope, of holding you again,With the hands that tremble.yet would move mountains forContinue reading “Musings”

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