Image source Oftentimes our default mode is our selfish mode Sometimes we stay in our own little bubbles of comfort and stay away from what we are unfamiliar with. It’s natural. After all, we are humans and we naturally gravitate towards what makes us feel secure. We tend to overdo it and dismiss behaviours and opinions we struggle to understand…
HEY MY PEEPS I PRAY YA’LL ARE WELL, I’VE LEARNED OVER THE YEARS THAT LIFE IS ONE BIG RACE, SOME DAYS YOU’RE AT TOP SPEED, OTHER DAYS YOU’RE AT A SNAILS PACE BUT THROUGH IT ALL YOU MUST KEEP MOVING PUTTING ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER UNTIL YOU REACH THE FINISH LINE!!! I’ve been extremely busy planning my…
I am ever silent before you; I promise I won’t say a word,
But please stop striking me!
I am exhausted by the blows from your hand.
I sit and watch
Blurred lines everywhere
As the rain pours down and cascades through my bruised skin
Love isn’t meant to hurt
Wished our heartbeats to be one again
You’ve got a unique purpose in this world and that is what I want you to run with today. God has given every one of us a gift
The first time I heard about Depression was six years ago. It was a prayer point at Church; My Pastor was Praying fervently against it but I had lacked the knowledge of what it entailed. I surmise then, perhaps, it was something so scandalous because the sweat dripping from his face is almost likely enough to have a shower. What…
It’s never easy to push through the pain. A woman in labour would not dream of having another baby when contractions continue to become stronger, longer and closer together, and her cervix dilates to seven (7) centimetres.
The worst decision or position to be in is to know that what you’re doing or what you’re about to do is wrong, but something deep down on the inside of you would not allow you to let it go and you think it’s love but it’s not always love, it’s a soul tie.
No matter how hard you try, you cannot change the seasons. It’s absolutely impossible. You cannot rearrange the seasons. You can’t say, “Well, I’ll take five harvest times, no raining seasons, a few dry seasons, and the harmattan seasons.
There once lived a man in a dense forest. Deep in the forest where no one could reach or hear him. No one knows who he was, and how ended up living there. He did not even remember his name. He never smiled or cried or talked. He strayed in the…