Pal's Dear Diary

I live like I could die a second later  Incarcerated in compelled waves  Heart too weighed to lub-dup fine Handicapped to leverage life in itself I live like a hermit carb  Imprisoned, captive and implanted  Oblivious of good seconds and sim

Dear pal, How are you doing? Did my question sound sadder? We were completely blunt about what we were doing. we were a little childish to understand that as an adult, one holds more weapons and mightier words.  A long time back, before we vent

Dear Pal,  Do you know what it is like to live a life where you are caged ?  Where you are everything, you never asked for. Where everyday is just burden and obligations? Where everyday is just another stress and mental break down? I am livin

Dear pal, I am writing to you with a heavy heart. I haven't been feeling well. Emotionally not well to comprehend my life. Emotionally not able to drain myself again. I am stuck in my 23. I don't know where I must go from this path. When I ponder dee

Dear pal, The time has ticked along with me. Through all hurt and good. I don't know why, but I feel too lonely.  I mean, I get it. Being alone and being lonely. However, feeling lonely hits differently.  I feel emptiness here. My hearts feel col

Dear pal Missing, loving, valuing, caring and praying are the verbs that describes us and our time on and off are always associated with these words for sure. Whether we text or not, call or not , find time or not , bussy or idle, the bond we share