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Infinite Depths | a collection of poetry <33
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Ongoing, First published Jul 15, 2022
"Though our depths be but infinite, we still drown within the edges of our skulls.'

A sample of poetry from my officially published book! it's out now on Amazon <3

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[Some of these poems touch on topics such as struggles with mental health and mentions of suicidal ideation.]

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Infinite Depths is a book of all the things I forgot to say. All the things from which my flesh and bones are created. It's a book about how I deal with the harsh reality of mental illness and the slow path to recovery. I've poured the shadowed corners of my mind into these poems. I sculpt words in hopes of paving the way not only for myself but for others. Many of the poems included in this collection were composed while I was in a residential health facility. Being there was hard, but it also helped to open me up into writing poetry again. Writing poetry became a valuable coping skill that I used to translate my thoughts and emotions into words, helping me communicate what I needed to say. If you're in a tough palace in your life, I would highly recommend using writing as a means of self-expression. It's one of the things that helped to save my life. 

The topics I touch on in this collection are varied. Some are based on emotions and feelings that I experience, often negative, because poetry is one of my favorite ways of working through hard issues. Others are based on physical events. Others still are idyllic reproductions of my favorite things. This is a book of hidden depths and lost corners, infinite and ever-expanding in all the ways that make me Kai. It's a sculpture made of a scattering of different materials, some familiar and some foreign.
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Don't fear death. It does nothing for you. Death is at every turn; the challenge is if you choose to accept it or not. Don't fear pain. Pain is how you learn. Pain is the side-effect of life. If you live life fearing getting hurt...can you truly live life fully? I've felt pain. I've accepted death. I've lived, I've learned, I've drowned a few times. If all I have to show for it is small bundles of letters and words...so be it. That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Everything that means anything to me are just words. You can put anything into words. Anything and everything. You can put death into words. You can put pain into words. You can put fear into words. And I have. And you can read them, if you want. You can learn from them; learn to stop fearing, learn to stop living in the future, behind your mask. But only if you care enough to listen. I speak loud and clear, yet nobody can hear me. I am not hidden, yet nobody can find me. If they even try.