Author: Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet

There is nothing to be done it will all repeat itself again one fight is another victory is another defeat and so the story of humanity continues. But does that mean, I will shut my mouth and lay down to die in the futility of it all? No, I will not shut my mouth and…

Obsession with a sun that never shines a cold disk of pale yellow that rises and falls above me, where is it that you go at night? I can never find you. The moon is solid and full, sits calmly in the black sky he can never quite catch up to you, and that’s how…

Sun that bleeds down and crests under the edge of the sky round and blue the world is sick human parasites. And I am rambling, rambling to an audience that is not there.   Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future!  -Alina

There is a hell inside that reigns it grips you by your soul and pulls you under until there is nothing but you and the abyss of your sorrow. You must overcome your hell and rise above it, only you can do this no one else can.   Thank you for reading my writing! I…