Needles

 What happened to my inner child? He is resting inside, thinking, making plans to reveal the true colours of life. He appears when no one is expecting bringing joy and disappears at time when needed the most. What if he had stayed like he used to instead of sitting in a corner patching up wounds , removing needles one by one, making space for new ones.

Left

Why is this night feels so uncertain? Even the smoke prefers the right when the cold holds on so badly to my left. Maybe we shouldn't miss a step even if anyone tells you to take an odd step, otherwise what's the point of living?

Friendship

 I was walking late at night, it was silent, suddenly someone jumped at me, this time she was in tears, she was supposed to frighten me, but we were not afraid of each other this time, instead we walked together, we had some kind of respect towards each other . When I was a child, things were different, we had to play each other's part, she must frighten me and I had to scream. A friendship that transcends reality, we never knew each other except in our dream, it was a night mare, now it's a dream. We were walking in slow motion amidst the fog. It was a nice feeling.

Memories

Some memories, you can't recreate, you will miss those memories when you look at the clouds and wish World shouldn't have moved this fast. Sometimes, the rain won't be enough, you need water from the well too.

Staring

 One day, it happened, what I thought impossible, I can see myself rise from ashes, but reluctant to move, partly because I don't know which direction to take, both direction had its perks, so both of me went separate ways, I stood motionless watching both disappear. I hope that someday, they find their way back home, until then I keep myself growing. When that day happens I will start moving.