Hurt is a part of life.

Hurt is a part of life.

Don’t direct attention towards self, in the idea of thinking that things need to work out to obtain happiness.

This time six years ago, Every single cell in my body died.

Talk about vulnerability- I was on my death bed.

Cancer wasn’t easy. It was a routine.

Just like a dog needs a daily routine, I needed one to survive.

There is this internal battle of voices that clash against each other. Each side is equally numb.

What is it to live in the true self?

Not-Knowing anything but what we have in front of us.

Life is continuous with or without us.

Published by UNTOLD POEMS

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