"She's a poet, her paper is her skin, her pen is a knife, her ink is blood and her words are scars."
When you thought the world turned its back on you, and you feel like everyone doesn't seem to care, when you feel like screaming but no words come out of your mouth, you can do two things. Its either you read a book or write yourself a book. If you cant speak with your mouth, speak with your pen. Inked your papers. Let it all out. That's the only time you can finally feel at ease, cuz you cried your heart out with a book or a work of art you yourself made.
This book contains poems that I wrote. I am currently revising and editing. Please bear with me. Do not plagiarize. Feel free to tell me your concerns. Love y'all 🧡