Hesham Maher

My story is but one of thousands, maybe even millions. There's nothing special to it, and it wouldn't do the world any harm if it was never noticed. Yet here I am, aimlessly writing whatever thoughts that come to mind. Searching for salvation, ease of mind, and perhaps a purpose.
Writing is the only way to silence those voices in my head. It's the only way I can have any form of peace. But those aren't just stories. Every drop of ink put on this paper comes from within me. Every word represents me.
I am no wordsmith. My craft is fairly average. This presents a bit of a problem as the voices in my head speak in a language not native to the tongue. A language of dreams, thoughts and feelings. A problem that, I believe, would not be solved even if I were a wordsmith. The emotional spectrum is simply too wide for any language to completely cover or capture its true essence. Anyhow, it's best to make the best of what you have. And this is what I have.

This is my story...