Hope doesn't always shout. Sometimes, it just stays. I remember when my world crumbled. I remember it wasn’t all at once. It was a slow breaking. One crack, then another, until it was one too many. My heart, my soul shattered in a million pieces. Each shard sharper than the next. Too dangerous to even … Continue reading Maybe So…
Ramblings
Was it Letting Go or Giving Up?
I didn’t realize how tightly I was holding on until my grip started bleeding.And I still couldn’t let go. Recently, I’ve noticed that I hold onto chaos like a lifeline. Breathing in its energy and letting it fuel me into survival. I use it like a drug. Each hit I take draws me deeper into … Continue reading Was it Letting Go or Giving Up?
The Predator, The Disease, What’s Left of Me
Some words don’t come from a place of resolution—they come from recognizing the weight you’re still carrying. This piece is one of those. I once thought of loneliness as a fleeting feeling. An emotion I could control with crowds and noise. A predator that I could actually escape. However, that definition of lonely, filtered through … Continue reading The Predator, The Disease, What’s Left of Me
Gracefully Broken 