Poem 100 + Seeing the World

Breath. there in the back of my head, a sting, a stabbing pain. the doctors tell me, i live in a world where pain is too constant. i’ve patched myself up too many times. i Drown with predators. i took a breath, so long, the world paused With my heart. it strained my existence. i

making art and reading poetry

So, I tried something new today. Sort of. I read my poetry out loud… and I recorded it. Hear me out first before I show you the video. I’ve been dying to mesh together my love for art and writing on one platform for forever. I mean, I self-advertise here on my blog all the time but it

Poem 99

” i ” i can hear the words, promises made to me from you. i can see your unfailing effort beyond mistakes of your everyday. i can smell the fragrant bouquets of flowers you freshly picked. i can taste the bittersweet of your daily good mornings and good nights. i love you. Basically. velajune 2017

Poem 98

this is 25. i flatter myself some days, build my confidence with “i love you’s” said by a beautiful reflection. i have scratches, cuts, bruises, and wounds which never disappears but i am new, each and every day. twenty and a five, they mean very little to others but to me, it was a goal. i crash

Poem 97

what is hello? Hi. Hello. Salut! How are you? Simple words for a simple answer, for a quick reminder that I am here. I only wanted to be seen, I suppose. To be heard. I dreamed I jumped and never fell, the beauty of fantasy. There you waited to catch my fall but I never