through a mask

Welcome to the corner of my mind I don't usually show.

I write to breathe, to sort the noise in my head, to spill out the things I never say out loud. coming from late nights, heavy thoughts, the kind of feelings that don't leave quietly.

you'll find poetry pulled straight from my journal - unfiltered, emotional, sometimes soft, sometimes sharp. pieces may feel heavy or uncomfortable, because they were born from real moments, real pain, real healing.

if you read along, just know this:
everything here is honest.
not polished, not perfect - just me trying to understand myself, one piece at a time