Free time

I have so much free time now.

When I didn’t have it, it was all I thought about. Now everything is scattered and i keep looking for ways to stay busy.

Somehow my mind keeps wandering to the past, sometimes, most times, to you.

I miss you. I want to see you. I want to hug you. It’s weird that I spent so long without you.

But you’re not here right now so I go back to my thoughts on what to do with all this free time…


It never stops

Tick tock Tick tock

I had to stare at the clock. An hour had passed yet still no sign of what exactly was to come. I walked around and around and around then stopped at a point to think of you, to think of all I did with you, to think of all I have with you.

Tick tock Tick tock

Time never stops. But right now, it seems as though it’s not moving. It’s so slow. It’s scary.

”Miss gin?”

”Y yes, doctor?”

”He’s going to be alright.”

Tick tock Tick tock Tick tock Tick tock Tick tock Tick tock

Time continues. I guessed it never stopped but now that I can breathe it’s moving a lot faster.


The beauty of life is hidden behind the deeds of men whose souls are desperately evil.

The more they get, the more they lose sight of what is important and give in to what is not.

The more they win, the more the world is destroyed.


Stepping out of the shadows to face this broken world.

The burning sun on my ice cold skin reminds me that I am human and I am unclean. Full of flaws and impurities.

I stand, armed and ready, with a fiery heart and a stubborn mind, ready to face the world.



The rush…


Let us not speak of the torture nor the misery caused by the pressure placed upon youths at this crucial moment in time where it seems as though nothing else should matter but their books. Shame is put on any action that does not involve studying and criticism flows out of the mouths of teachers and parents as quick as a stab. The weak seek death for rest and the strong fight till they win. It is a moment of do or die which the youths must overcome lest they wish to fail.