I wrote my poetry ebook, The Shape of Survival, over the better part of last year. It wasn’t something I sat down and wrote day after day, rushing to finish a book. No. I wrote these poems on different days, when life was happening to me.I never posted them anywhere. So I finally decided to… Continue reading My Book is on Selar!
Tag: Poems
The Shape of Survival
I didn’t plan to write this book. These are scattered lines and words I wrote as the came to my head. They are prayers I whispered sometimes, and sometimes moments I remembered that made me smile. Some days I just wrote because I wanted to breathe or let go of some pain I felt. These… Continue reading The Shape of Survival
Behind the Poem: I’m Still Broken
I wrote this poem after a conversation I had with someone close to my heart.A moment that could’ve ended everything — not because he did something wrong,but because my wounds were louder than his love. That’s the thing about healing… it’s not linear.Sometimes your heart still hears footsteps from the past,even when someone new is… Continue reading Behind the Poem: I’m Still Broken
Writing Poetry as a Form of Self-Therapy
Some feelings are too heavy to carry in silence, too tangled to explain in conversation. But on paper, they find their way—one word at a time. Poetry as self-therapy is not about perfection; it’s about release. It’s about sitting with emotions that feel too big, too raw, too overwhelming, and giving them a place to… Continue reading Writing Poetry as a Form of Self-Therapy
The Power of Prose Poetry in Mental Health and Healing
There’s something about words that spill without barriers, thoughts that flow unfiltered, emotions that don’t need to fit into perfect lines. Prose poetry is where poetry meets storytelling, where healing happens between sentences that don’t rush to rhyme but instead take their time to feel. If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, lost, or burdened by the… Continue reading The Power of Prose Poetry in Mental Health and Healing
Here’s to More Poetry
Poetry has been my biggest escape for as long as I can remember. Writing isn’t just something I do—it’s who I am. When I use the hashtag healing through poetry, I truly mean it. Without poetry, I’d probably be running around in chaos, trying to make sense of everything.Every time I share my words—whether here… Continue reading Here’s to More Poetry
I Want to Know
It means little to me to know where you come from, who you know, or how much money you have. Would you still get up after a night of tears, or a day that passed when you are weary and adrift? It means little to me to know your age, where you work, or how… Continue reading I Want to Know
Growing in Grace
The seed was planted in my heart,A tiny spark of faith.And with each passing day, I startTo feel its gentle grace.I water it with prayers and love,And nourish it with care.And soon enough, it rises above,A sapling, strong and fair.It took some time to spread its roots,And weather every storm.But through it all, I gained… Continue reading Growing in Grace
Sinking
Slowly sinking into the depths,A weight on my chest, A heaviness that never rests,Dark clouds gather overhead,As I struggle to get out of bed.Days blur together, Time slips away,And I can't seem to find the light of day,Emotions numb, thoughts turn gray,As I sink deeper into this abyss, day by day.The world goes on, but… Continue reading Sinking
To my sons
I will love you through my crazy.I will love you through my insanity.I will love you through my lows.I will love you through your sad days.I will love you through your happy days.I will try.I will show up.I will love you.Because I am your mother.
Nancy Atieno's Notes 