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I don’t know what I was looking for I just felt like it was too late I spent my youth playing games But mostly running away. From myself From my family From the cruelty of living. But I couldn’t run forever So I ran into the arms of a man Who held me like you…
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I want to peel my skin off So I won’t be reminded of you I want to hide so the world won’t see my shame I want the ground to swallow me whole So I can disappear But none of that can happen I have to look in your eyes every day And not want…
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Her eyes were ember colored. They pierced me with an intensity that has never been replicated. It was nice to be seen for the first time and it felt as though she really saw me. She laughed at my jokes, jokingly punched me in the arm, and put her head on my shoulder as we…
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I told you how I feel. I didn’t tell you how I feel. That I fell in love too quickly. That I fell in love when it was too late. We didn’t have enough time. We had too much time. I told you the truth. I lied to you. That I never kissed you. That…
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I carry the weight of my ancestors in my bones. Those in saris and those in chains. Change. ChaiNs. They are calling my name. In this day and age. Who knew there was such a thing as a modern day slave?
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i’m falling out of love with your melody when your music used to sound so good to me. it was more than music for my ears. it was music for my heart to beat to and now i don’t really need you…
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I haven’t written here in a while and I mean truly written how I feel. Maybe this is part of the growing up process. I am no longer as dependent on social media to give me a sense of worth and belonging. I have spent fourteen years on social media trying to “find my tribe”…
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You were one of the most surreal years of my entire life. January was full of sadness and anticipation for February. February was exciting and disappointing. March and April were for recovery. May saw a complete turn around. A wedding, graduation, and a new relationship. June was chaotic with a moment of complete bliss thrown in for good…
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Poison in my heart Becoming part of my art Reaching catharsis
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Your light burns brightly Blinded by such perfection How could I resist?
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Trapped In The Margins 