The Poetry of My Wounds: Where Hurt Became Habit is a raw and unfiltered collection of verses born from the echoes of a broken home. These poems unravel the silent screams, the weight of unspoken words, and the scars left by those who were meant to protect. This book is for the ones who grew up too soon, for the children whose pain was never heard, and for the souls who carry wounds invisible to the world. Each page bleeds with truth, sorrow, and resilience-an aching melody of survival and self-discovery.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.