A poet is one who tells merciful lies.Beautiful lies ignite a sense of hope. I tend to hold on to...

Ah,a minute. No maybe 1.5. About that time I couldn't write. I mean I couldn't hold a pen still because...

Getting away, from myself and you. Getting away from your flaws, burying the pieces of a book you didn't want...

Am I happy or am just distracted? Are you happy or you're situational? What happens when you're not actually broken?...

Before I made scars I made memories, before memories I made friends, and friends are made of names.

Trauma is a response, not a memory. It's a result of who and why. The unanswered queries of your past...

Someway somehow. Along the way, you become the very things you criticized so badly. The people you mocked. You become...

Let's talk abit,but you won't today,I will. About emotional manipulators, narcissists,rippers of joy. Everything they took away from you and...

To not question why am here. Why I breathe. To live. To love to live. To never wallow in the...

Don't accuse me of blasphemy, don't defy my name nor point out my flaws before I explain how my bad...