Poetry, Art, Storytelling, & Life
Freedom. Freedom is a word, a liberty, an illusion received at birth, but freedom doesn't come for free, ironically. No, freedom is fought for or earned, and as you grow, this you'll know, but you'll also find that sometimes, freedom is hope, freedom is a moment of trust, freedom is a good night's sleep, freedom... Continue Reading →
I'm a mess sometimes, it's true... But the whole truth is, I'm filled with many layers, and it takes awhile to peel them all and reveal what all is going on deep inside. On the outside, there's no missing that I am a bit of a mess. An organized mess if you will, since I... Continue Reading →
Even when I laugh or fall in love You think it's about you Like I'm happy or able to love Outside of you But all I was doing was filling the void With unconditional love To replace the hurt I've always felt so alone But you say that's not true I was never alone So... Continue Reading →
