Between frustration and attitude

I’m still debating this. Many still ask themselves- reasons and motivation for choosing this complicated hobby?, career?, tool?

Nope; I think I’m the verge of loosing my mind.

Tried many things

Tried many suggestions

It’s not that I’m not appreciative

I do appreciate everyone’s help and support at this part on my life.

I don’t have an specific genre to dedicate or describe myself I thrive into.

Everything inspires me.

I don’t follow rules

Just proper grammar

Very important

Poetry is becoming my tool to express my feelings, where stories became my gossiping tool about my life; my dark thoughts, my sins.

You judge

Criticism is a great tool when taken in a constructive way. Criticism is always good. It never kills. Just hurts, it makes you get thick skin.

That’s when I became sarcastic.

No ofense

This is my way of protecting myself

My armoured being

Idk

You tell me

I have the marks of war in my body

I lost my left eyesight

I write my stories in my phone

My apologies for some typo mistakes

But I try my best

What’s in store for New Years?

More torture

From my house to yours

Best wishes for the New Year

And happy writings!