My heart is an open book, Torn open by my story. Tell them you learned the lesson. You’ll learn it every time, You seek completion in the incomplete. You sought refuge in a straw house. Then when the storm came, You were bare and alone. Exposed. You spent years... Read More
Don’t grieve at the stab. It’s only meant to free you. From the chains that bind you to the earth and shackle you to the shadows of people. The mirage of water cannot quench. But is so beautiful to the thirsty. I’m afraid. Of never knowing another life. Different. So... Read More
This is a poem I wrote 10 years ago. Its a poem about the search for purpose and the paralyzing pain of not knowing it. Niche My bones want to melt My muscles want to let go My body wants to stop Walking, Struggling Fighting, for air, for life. My mind painted... Read More
