and my mom said, "You should write more. "


Honey write more because you have a pretty handwriting
Honey write more because that's what you love to do
Honey write more because it helps you with your anxiety
and Honey write so much more that there is no place for hate in your heart but only love.
and honey when you don't know what to write just write about:
the deepest ocean in yourself,
the darkest pit of your anger,
the colorful smiles that you get from flavors of food,
the wildest heartbeat when you skydived,
Honey just write about anything and everything
it doesn't have to make sense because this world is full of chaos and non-sense
So, honey just write until your heart bleeds out on the paper.


Team #Atticuspoetry

Dear Atticus,

This may sound crazy but guess what i wrote in my secret Santa wish list "Favorite Team: Team @Atticuspoetry." This Christmas i just wanted to send you a thank you letter for helping me out during hard times.
This year hasn't been the best year of my life. I didn't know what anxiety or panic attack felt like but guess what i can check them out of my list now. It sucks and most specially those sleepless night. I went to my counselor couple of times asking her "if i could ever fix myself because this is not the way i want to feel." She said, "there is nothing broken to be fixed." I  used to loose myself into books and just write about thousands different blogs about the same guy but this time i didn't even wanted to write not even read a book. All new books this fall just have been staring at my dead face and weeping at the side.
I used to go through your Instagram post and feel every writing so when your fall tour showed i booked the tickets immediately. But, guess what on the way to the Tattered Covered Book store my car's hood just flipped over because i was being dumb and didn't lock my latch properly. All i could see in front of me was darkness. Later I cried my heart out in front of my supervisor. I thought nothing is gonna go right this year.

After a month, I finally got my book shipped to me and I couldn't feel less loved. Every night i read your little cliche poems and it just makes me feel right, that somewhere out there, it's not always dark sometimes there might be a color of blue and pink and some lilac sky out there.

I do chalk couture and write your quotes on the empty canvases, fill my walls with it. Reminds me that i could give love to myself too.

Thank you! Thank you so much for always being there. I really really appreciate your words.

x
suweksha

That bitch deserves hell

Dear, you,

Yes, you, who clicked on my link knowing it was for you. Get one thing straight I hate you from the inner core of my heart. Hate was always been a big word to me and I swear to god I haven't carried so much hate for anyone else in this whole world but you.
I hope you end up getting sleepless nights like me.
I hope you end up with anxiety attacks and panic and screaming and tears drenching your bed.
I wish nothing but all the worst to you.
I wish you could feel how much I trusted you and all you played was your guilt card.
Bitch, please walk towards hell because I am not the only one life your ruined.
You broke many trusts and many hearts.
You broke the people too and made them feel like shit
YOu bitch you you deserve nothing but my hatred and hell
and i hope you face the worst.
My heart is tried of carrying that hatred so stop pretending.
Trust me karma is a bitch and your clock is ticking.
Dying would be too easy so i hope you cry way worst than i did
Dying would be easy so i hope you beg for the forgiveness
Dying would be easy so i hope you manipulative bitch could feel your skin peeling inch by inch.

18 incomplete drafts


As a creative writing minor, my laptop and school account are filled with thousands of the incomplete draft. It's not like I don't want to complete them. I just lose the feeling or I just like some of my thoughts so much that I had to put them down. and sometimes even though I like the thpught I just wanna leave it as it is, to let some of my readers continue those thoughts and leaving them space to complete it.
Here are a collection of 18 drafts that have never been touched since 2014.
Warning: these are neither edited nor revised or looked back after my first pen to paper moment.


"Do not settle for weak," they said.

When they said, "Do not settle for weak men or women."
I said that maybe the world is full of people with different sizes and shapes just like puzzle pieces trying to find their better-half.
Maybe the world is full of some lovely hearts, some broken, some tired, some restless each finding their better side
Maybe the world is full of men who just wanna cry or women who just wanna fight or maybe another way around
after all, everyone has their own story to write, their own parts to play
Maybe they aren't week. Maybe they are holding on for a long time that they decide to leave
"Maybe I just wanna settle with my own puzzle piece," I yelled.