When I was younger, I had the opportunity to be touched by your kind soul. You were the piece that fit so right, and made our puzzle whole. Now that you've gone away, much has changed with time. Our familial bond has since decayed, you were the only word that rhymed. Your life is often celebrated, by the lives you've left behind. We carry on your legacy, as you were always so caring and kind. Your beauty was apparent in the ways you showed me love. It was always unconditional, even when I placed others above you. I remember all the times when I ignored you like the rest, I apologize profusely, as I feel highly distressed. I pray for you every night, and all throughout the day. Yet still sometimes the pain of loss refuses to go away. I attempt to remain positive and solely see the good. But then I am reminded of all that I misunderstood. I am sorry for the all the times that I hurt you like I did. I cannot attempt to reason with myself and state that I was merely just a kid. I s...
Accident-prone yet bulletproof, resilience courses through my veins. After pulling shrapnel from my own hell-bent self-destruction, all I was left with was me. Through embracing my darkness, I found the light. Here lives a collection of poetry, prose, and reflections on trauma, survival, desire, and becoming.