Inside the mind of an immigrant
I thought you were healed but I didn't know I was wrong this strength I saw in you wasn't because you were strong it was because you were trying to mend yourself into the person you wanted to be but you leaned on anger and we failed to see that the cure you were searching … Continue reading I need help
Let’s play with fire and broken glass let’s get a little crazy and burn down our paths let’s scorch our journeys and let this anger erupt let’s ignite our dreams because deep inside we’re all a little fucked. Beautifully ruined Poetry book: Curing My Venom
It's been a long road I know I haven't done you any good but - our ways are parting now forgive me if you could. I know I've let you down because now I'm sinking deep watching you fade away into a dreamless sleep. There’s so much I could have done to ease this walk … Continue reading Life and death
You tell me the world is vicious daddy because you've looked it in the eye but it's my turn now so won't you let me fly. You tell me there are storms out there that I won't be able to bear but you've molded me with your own hands then why do you have this … Continue reading A daughter’s message
You said climbing that mountain would be easy but then why do I feel like I am tripping if I am supposed to reach those heights then why am I afraid of slipping. My ropes are breaking and I’m afraid I’ll crash on the ground I am afraid of those peaks now won’t you help … Continue reading Learning to fly