Category: My Writing

the space between

the space between

the space between living and dying is it painted in rainbows filled with untaken breaths is it painted in white empty canvases to be filled is it painted black filled with nothingness […]



disillusioned broken shattered into pieces bleeding eviscerated mind is a cyclone of thoughts lashing out shredding fragments of the heart numb is the soul hiding in fear tear out my hair bury […]

never chosen


words cut through skin bleeding deep from within never chosen never the one drag the blade up wrist make this life desist never chosen never the one feelings start to decay like […]

never again


As I say in my piece below, “words are meaningless inactions if not backed by action” but I write this piece because I am inspired by the students from Stoneman Douglas. Their […]