A small tattoo gun pendant dangling from my neck,
I stood outside watching the moon
As it balanced between the clouds.
Slightly peeking from amidst them to greet me,
only to vanish again in their shrouds-
Like a timid dancer, a curséd woman
Until at last her faint smile was cast upon me,
Calming my mind and heart alike,
Dispelling these accursed worries that could mean the very ruin of my cherished love.
Old scars were dripping softly, their fumes so slightly choking me,
And thus I sat wondering in the light of a dear sister, how to bring peace to my warring worlds
The Tears I Learned to Love is a collection of poems that explores the complex journey of love, loss, and healing.
From the fiery passion of first moments to the silence left by absence, this book is about the deep ache of letting go and the quiet strength found in rebuilding.
Each poem reflects a moment of heartache, but also of resilience.
It's not just a story of heartbreak, it's about learning to embrace the tears that shape us.