S.M.

Have you ever had to choose between honesty and survival?
          

Some truths don’t come with shame. Just a stare… and a hand that never asked permission.

The first secret is out.
          Poem #1 from If I had told the truth… is live.
          This time, I’m not lying.
          Read it. Feel it. Dare to drop your truth in return.
          

 Meet Melvin
          
          Before you drown in my words, you should meet the one who drags me under.
          Melvin isn’t just an octopus—he’s my chaos.
          Unhinged. Moody. Always flipping someone off.
          He’s the part of me that refuses to hide.
          So when you see him around here… consider it your warning label.