The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
Ennui, both a blessing and curse When nothing seems good and doing nothing worse Bound and chained to bed, unable to leave,
Chronic failure, the death of dreams Sacrificed to a life not what it seems Milestones, like gravestones, pass unfulfilled
(Not) My Body
It’s my Fault I’m never gonna believe that There is no excuse for assault People try to say No matter what Consent should always be a priority
A part of everything and nothing at all
I have left everything I have loved I have left everything I have hated None can stay with me, no matter how hard I try to keep them
Well, hello. You showed up in the dark and then Somewhere between the sun and the moon I lost you An eclipse season that
Refraction of Sorrow
Laughter echoes, hollow and cold, A shell of joy, a story untold. Empty eyes watch a world unfurl, But colors bleed, a faded swirl.
A Deep Breath
The golden sunrise waves to me, Through the rippling water above, Like a distorted visage of reality, Contentment across my wetted mouth,
Symphony of Renewal
Puddles mirror skies that weep, A symphony of drops, a restless sleep. Roofs drum a mournful, echoing song, As shadows lengthen, shadows grow long.
I AM SORRY
I'm sorry that I'm fearful I wish I could be more courageous Part of me wants to be more vulnerable But I still have trust issues.
- Top Story - February 2024
I was but a teen blessed with the gift of losing myself. Don’t know when, where, or even how I swayed the arms of presence but I’d be gone. Just one of those habits, drifting away or off to a different planet. Knowing now, I was simply numb. Numb. What does that mean to a broken one? Nothing. No ups or emotional baggage, buried long ago and tossed away the shovel. Believing my lies to no longer be troublesome.
On Gaza's streets, I wander lost Amidst the rubble and the dust, A child adrift in a sea of sorrow, Seeking solace in the midst of chaos,
They called me Fat
I heard their words, I felt their scorn They made me wish I was never born They looked at me with disgust and hate They never saw the beauty in my shape