Writing

I actively try, but I'm left in the outside. When I feel like this, I read Psalm 27:8.

“Are you sure this is okay?”“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”“I don’t know, you seem kinda, uh,” as his voic..

Leaves cracking with every step It’s our feet, breaking the silence It’s you and me on the empty streets Lips not smiling, we’re ..

A poem I wrote on the 4th death anniversary of my husband :(

just a little thing

The story of my life as a poem.

seriously stop. taking. My. APPLES! this is my attempt at making a joke

That moment when you're ready to leave this world, all of your life, memories rushes all at you at once.

A poem remembering my late boyfriend, who died by suicide a year ago.

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