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I never saw myself here — sitting in this place, trying to numb the pain. I hoped for a top-shelf margarita, but I keep settling for well tequila. Maybe, just maybe, that’s okay.
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There is nothing like hearing someone you love is getting married. You want to be happy for them—you are happy for them—but when you’ve lived through the wreckage of divorce, joy and grief arrive hand in hand. Their love story lights a spark of hope, but inside you’re left trembling, haunted by your own heartbreak…
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I didn’t just twist my ankle; I didn’t just scrape my knee. This isn’t a “Rub some dirt in it” Kind of pain. This isn’t a broken bone, This isn’t surgery recovery. No – this feels like My chest ripped open,My heart torn out. This is the hurt people sing about. The kind that lingers,The
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What’s worse than heartbreak? The not-knowing. The half-truths and lingering doubts that make moving on impossible. Break It Right is a raw, confessional poem about craving a clean break—even if it hurts more—because at least then the pain would bring clarity.
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A raw and honest poem about love, loss, and the fear of losing yourself again while capturing the pull of toxic love and the journey back to yourself.
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A voice can be more than sound—it can be an anchor. In my worst moments, yours has been the one place I’ve felt safe, the one place I could still feel like a child again in a world that demanded I grow up too soon.
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I thought stability was happiness – until losing him taught me what living was.
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I thought I was afraid of losing you – until I discovered what I truly feared.
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I know I’ll never have the mom most do.I know I’ll never have the urge to call with big news,But I will write to you. You don’t know my name.You don’t know I exist.But you have always been the mom I neededIn some of the hardest moments of my life. From the first time I
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She walks with confidence, heels striking the pavement in perfect rhythm. But inside, she’s drowning in deadlines, imposter syndrome, and the haunting echoes of being told she was never enough.
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Lyrical Logic 