I have learned to endure pain. Not merely the visible bruises that appear on the skin— but the deep, heavy ones that linger in your heart, silent and stubborn, unwilling to fade away. Life doesn’t give you a warning when it’s about to hurt you. It just strikes. Quickly, harshly, and without warn...Read more

When my pen hits this paper, it doesn’t glide smoothly—it scratches, like boots on gravel, like breath escaping broken ribs. The ink flows heavily, filled with nights I thought would never end, and mornings that arrived anyway, like an unpaid bill. I’ve been down— not the kind of low you can eas...Read more

(original poetry about mental illness vs physical illness) if i said cancer, they’d whisper softer they would even tilt their heads like grief was a flower they knew how to water. they’d ask what stage, and offer their condolences light candles like prayers might help. but when i say i struggle t...Read more

(original poetry about anger to sadness) the fury fades, a quiet storm, and leaves behind a heart deformed. the fire cools, the rage is gone, but the doubt remains, and lingers on. will I always carry this weight? this burden, this unspoken fate? will i be trapped in this same place, forever lost...Read more

(original poetry about emotional instability) you wear a mask, but no, it’s not your face, a shifting form, no fixed embrace. in moments high, you feel so clear, but in the lows, you disappear. your sense of self, it twists, it bends, to a truth that never ends. who are you now, when joy takes fli...Read more