Rok Chizzy
Passionate Speaker • iWrite
Member Since: 9 days ago
WHEN NO ONE CLAPS :
____ Sitting alone in a dimly lit room, hands covered in the dust of unfinished work. The world outside moves fast—cars honking, people laughing, lights flashing. But here, in this space, time is still. The only sound is the quiet scratch of effort—pen against paper, fingers against strings, brush against canvas. They have been at this for years. Creating. Building. Pouring every ounce of themselves into something the world has never seen. And maybe never will. Because no one claps for th...
ECHO OF A DREAMER
There was a time I almost walked away. A time I told myself, maybe this isn't meant for me. It wasn’t because I stopped loving the dream—it was because the weight of it became too much to carry. You know that feeling, don’t you? When the world makes you doubt yourself. When people you love look at you with tired eyes, asking when you’ll choose something “real.” When failure starts to feel like your shadow, following you everywhere. So you decide to let go. Maybe you tell yourself...
• THE WEIGHT OF TIME •
You wake up, and the first thing you feel is the weight of it. The clock on the wall. The numbers on your phone screen. The quiet pressure in your chest. Time. Always moving, always slipping away. You sit there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about where you should be by now. The plans you made, the expectations you set, the silent competition running in the back of your mind. You remember the faces of people who seem to have figured it out—young, successful, moving fast. And you? You’...
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