Where do our thoughts go if we don't write them down? They get lost. This is a selection of some poems that I wrote when I felt the urge to write them down before I forget what I thought of. Enjoy reading 🌙✨

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Welcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Part 1: 2020 - December 2024 Chaotically organized and shown. It's really just my digital journal where I place whatever I want and hope that it works out.