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
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Backwards – A Prose Poem on Healing and Self-worth
I wrote this poem for her — the younger me who believed the voices saying she was too much. This is the rewrite. The assurance. The gentle reclaiming.
Apart
Each passing day feels like a year without you. The echoing silence of the night and the lonely days make my heart ache for your touch. I miss the embrace that used to chase away all my sad days and I crave to feel your skin against mine. Yet, even in this distance, your presence… Continue reading Apart
A Love Unspoken
I wish I could get you off my head and my heart. I want to move on but it's not easy to do it without you. I'm sounding like a broken record, but, my heart is broken without you. It's hard for me to move on. I still feel something strong for you - it's… Continue reading A Love Unspoken
Holding Onto Hope
Every day I get tempted to call. I'm scared of how you'll respond. I'm not ready for it. My birthday was two day ago. I wasn't expecting your message or call. Truthfully speaking, I doubt you even remembered it was my birthday. You always forget important dates and anniversaries. Today I have nothing much to… Continue reading Holding Onto Hope
Mocking Memories
It's days like these that I wish you could check on me and ask about my day. I have no one I can complain to about the hectic day I've had or about this client who made me spend my entire afternoon at the police station. I wish I could call and tell you how… Continue reading Mocking Memories
The Dagger
No words,His actions, louderThe dagger, sharpMy heart ripped apart. This love, he didn’t deserve.He twisted the dagger,And stole the only piece I had left;My broken heart
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