he’ll listen, but he will already know.

  I remember wishing more than anything for my dad to visit me in my dreams after he passed away. I almost felt angry when friends or family told me that he was in theirs, like I was being cheated out of seeing him, or he was choosing to visit other people first, or maybe […]

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so here I am, surviving.

I promised myself I would start writing again. I thought it would help. Force me to talk about the things I was feeling with paper the way I used to. Writing was one of the only things that truly understood me for a really long time. So, I said it was time to start back […]

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you are eyes squeezed tightly {poetry}

Initially, this was a tough piece to share. I’ve sat down in an attempt to write a letter to the people who hurt me when I was little a thousand times. And a thousand times, all I could ever write was “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” Less than therapeutic. A few […]

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starting at the ending {poetry}

Starting at the ending. I remember the look in your eyes when I told you Like you were watching a movie for the 100th time and suddenly the ending had been changed Your eyes searched for answers in mine, But they got lost somewhere in between my hollow tears and your helpless heart. Your cries […]

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sometimes I get scared that you don’t exist.

Sometimes, I get angry that you have not found me yet. I get angry because there have been times I have needed you and cried out for you. I have hoped and prayed and begged for you. I asked, and you never answered. I called out, and there was no response. I searched, and you […]

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//the eyes you’re looking at me with tonight

  //Maybe I’m the path you stumbled across the moment you were sure you’d lost your way A winding road so unexpected, leading your tired feet to a brand new day Maybe I’m the dusty cloud, swirling around a world you once traveled alone, packing your lungs with every piece of me, a breath-filled trail […]

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