I have lived this heartbreak before, the trembling faith in a smiling lie.
The Shape of Betrayal
The Paradox of an Awakening
I can finally see the beauty in the pain.
Grief of an Awakening
No words to describe The karmic punch to my soul
Crown of Flame
I am the princess, the dragon, and the prince. Crowned in flame.
The Exhausted Pigeon Manifesto
I may not be Taylor Swift. I do not sell out stadiums or bend the world with a song. Her impact is luminous, and I honor it.
Shattered Silence
They shaved their heads, Stripped their names, Filed the bodies into silence. No names. No stories. No paths back home.
Reclamation
My river of tears, the grief of lifetimes— the mourning song of all the versions who held it in far too long just to survive. A vigil for all the pain endured in silence.
Phantom Fires in Familiar Smiles
They say I choose how I feel, but my hands still tremble when ghosts walk by drenched in familiar smiles.
From Ashes to Embers
Fatigue clings to my jaded bones, As weariness crashes over me. A heaviness no sleep can mend, No dream can set me free.
From the Ashes of an Awakening
A beastly wound too long left in the dark. Aptly hidden beneath stitched-up lies, splitting apart.
my letters from beyond the fire 