Prose
No One
I do not scream or yelp I do not call out when injured Because I know There is no one here to help Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The subtle existence of Life in between shades of grey
The subtle existence of Life in between shades of grey Our existence is often measured or quantified by the achievements we hold, the successes we accomplish, or the materialistic realities that we achieve. I cannot deny that money is a necessity, and we require materialistic things to lead a normal and balanced life.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
