Do we want to escape the realities of our lives if there were only pleasure and happiness, not horrendous lies? Some say an abundance of darkness is what makes us appreciate a trickle of light. There was meant to be a balance not a pit of chaos in this world of ours. This is the collection of my internal conflicts, the thoughts that overpowered me with the darkest hour where the monsters chased, destroyed and ruined me to the edge of insanity. Fourteen year old me was scared and misunderstood. But eventually, I found my voice in form of words that understood and made me the way I am today. A strong person who can fend off those monsters with blood tinted swords. No more fearful To all the people out there, I acknowledge your presence and understand your feelings. You are surviving the horrors of life. But one day I promise you, It will be all worth it in the end if you believe in yourself.

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

Connect the letters and find who are they written for ... A collection of letters I've dedicated for different people or aspects in my life. Many of them written for love and others personal struggles I have confronted. I talk about how is dealing with romance, friendships, hate, healing, sadness, anxiety, and self love. I've never had the courage to sent these letters to the one that inspired them but now you have the privilege of seeing some hidden secrets of my heart. Poetry is not a form of writing but a feeling... #1 sadpoems 1.12.21 / 2.4.22 #1 poembook 2.15.21 #1 poetry 6.4.21 - 6.8.21 #1 poet 6.11.21 - 6.12.31 / 3.24.22 - 3.27.22 #1 poem 3.23.22 #1 poetrycollection 9.16.22 -9.19.22

Short and sweet poems for December 30 days writing challenge . (Although December is 31 days! Hmm!) #PoetryCampDecember