Category: Poetry

Authenticity

What a superficial world we live in. People choose facades over authenticity. All because they are afraid to show their scars in a world that praises pride and criticizes vulnerability. I have found that society is often envious of those that wear their hearts…

Eternity

I promise you one thing. Even after I am long gone and buried, these words I have spoken, will ring out of my grave. They shall remain for eternity.

Let It Go

A response is not always needed when someone from the past reaches out.

To My Abuser

I refuse to let you get the best of me I shall use this black pen as my weapon To write my story To share with others Of how I overcame everything you did to me However, you did not take this one crucial…

The Manic Queen

I wear this crown As I ride into Albania All rise as I enter the first town I am Queen of the Kingdom called Hypomania Peasants shall bow down From the main street to the fields covered in Zinnia For I have come to…

Prose: Record

Let’s set the record straight. Don’t flatter yourself. I’m doing much better without you.

Universal Question

Last night I could not sleep Dreams of hatred were on the streets Violence A divide Racist speech This is not a dream A living nightmare What will it take To keep all those we love safe Family Friends Coworkers Neighbors It is not…

Phoenix

I rise with these scars like a phoenix from her ashes Battles fought and won Recovery made Demons long gone Light at the end of the tunnel Has just begun As Thomas Fuller once said, “The darkest hour is right before the dawn”

Doctor

I beg you not to leave me alone with my thoughts My mind and my demons from the past have become the best of friends They taunt me and laugh They take refuge in my body Tormenting my soul Please doctor, tell me how…

Prose: Recovery

Recovery is to begin again.