Ikigai
I had to let go to grasp my loss.I had to get lost to find my way.I had to fall to stand for what's right.I had to leave the oldTo arrive at the new.This is my journey from goodbye to farewell.…
I had to let go to grasp my loss.I had to get lost to find my way.I had to fall to stand for what's right.I had to leave the oldTo arrive at the new.This is my journey from goodbye to farewell.…
You've seen the posts before: "You know that kid you punched in the hall today? He committed suicide a few minutes ago." And countless other real-life situations where people are hurt.I'm not going to post all those situations and then accuse you of being a heartless person if you don't repost. In it's own way, that is bullying - mentally bulling.We have awareness, now we need action.I'm going to tell you some stories and afterwards, you decide if it's worth it to make sure those never happen again.Bullying is real, and not just real, it is dangerous. It destroys dreams. It causes pain. It steals hope. It leaves people alone. And it takes lives.We need to MakeItSTOP…
Ascend the wizened steps of timeUpon the spirit of a rhyme;Upon a meter's lucid wingsAnd hear the song a poet sings.A collection of original poetry written by Thalassa Brytaye, 2019-2020All rights reserved.Cover-art by 314Kelvin on WattPad.…
A rose.And a tree.Does the earth need a voice to speak?You decide.…
A throne.A bloody hallway.A blade.And a cruel death.A collection, or a narrative?You decide.…
Various short-stories, from poetical descriptions to parables, to real-life idea-based works, and more!(cover art by @314Kelvin on WattPad)…
A window.A bed.A river.A road.And an empty room.Which is more strange - reality, or fantasy?You decide.…
The music was all she could hear. It was beautiful, glorious, enchanting!Until it enchanted too far.Then the music was all she could hear.…