aching lungs

Poetry has always been a beacon of light leading me through the dark abyss I sometimes find myself in. When the waves crash over my head, when I am being pulled to the bottomless expanses of my mind, these words wrapped around me and pulled me to the surface.

It is my sincerest hope that you can find some solace in them as well.
You are seen, you are heard, you are loved, you are important.