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  • Sneaky Bastard

    Excerpt- from Sneaky Bastard, I See You “You sneaky bastard, I know you’re near, But I have too many who hold me dear. You hide in shadows, whisper my fears, But I see you—I know you’re here.” This is an… Continue reading

    Sneaky Bastard
  • Bound & Broken

    Life moves fast, pulling us in different directions, sometimes closer, sometimes apart. In March 2020, during a time of deep spiritual awakening and uncertainty, I turned to poetry to process the weight of it all. This original piece captures that… Continue reading

    Bound & Broken
  • Blind

    I originally wrote this poem in early 2020, when I was fighting for the things that mattered most—love, life, and everything in between. Writing has always been how I process my thoughts, but poetry became my true outlet for the… Continue reading

    Blind
  • Reflecting on 8 Years of Blogging: What’s Next?

    As I go through years of writing—archiving, updating, and deciding what’s worth keeping—I find myself reflecting on how much has changed. My words, my perspective, even the way I approach blogging have evolved. With my WordPress renewal looming, I’m asking:… Continue reading

    Reflecting on 8 Years of Blogging: What’s Next?
  • The Weight of the Wind

    “The Weight of the Wind” – A Remastered Reflection Originally written in 2020, this piece was born from a place of deep reflection—a storm within, both familiar and unrelenting. Now, remastered with new clarity, it carries the same raw emotion,… Continue reading

    The Weight of the Wind
  • Piece By Peace

    In spring 2019, I wrote this poem as a quiet reflection on needing space and stillness. I reshaped it into a concrete poem, its form mirrors renewal—whether a crescent moon for rest or a rising sun for hope. As spring… Continue reading

    Piece By Peace
  • Surrender

    I’m reblogging a post from 2018—one of the very first things I ever wrote here. I’m so excited to share something so deeply meaningful. I was unrecognizable then—lost in loneliness and uncertainty. Those silent, isolating days shaped me, forcing me… Continue reading

    Surrender