J. Cole didn’t describe our love story.

“But love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves.” You sent me this one evening when the end of our time together was a lot closer than the beginning. We both knew that things were not right, how could we not have known when the people we once were had drifted so […]

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Walk Away

A poem I found in the depths of my leather Journal: Walk Away. I’m standing here, begging you to walk away just like everyone before you. I’m lying here, a vulnerable catastrophe.. asking you to walk away.  Because my love wasn’t enough last season.  The leaves turning vibrancies of orange and yellows wasn’t enough to […]

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The Night I Met You

The night I met you I was vulnerable. I was sad, lonely, and aching for a whisper to tell me a whirlwind of lies. I was eager. Eager to get to know you. I lost my virginity to you that night. The night I met you the street to your apartment was dimly lit, and […]

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I’ll Turn You Into Poetry

Don’t get too close, I’ll turn you into poetry. I’ll make a rhyme and a riddle of your insides. I’ll take the pain you’ve given to me, and I’ll romanticize the hurt. I’ll romanticize the screaming, the arguing, the ups and the downs. I’ll romanticize the space between our once intertwined fingertips- I’ll make anger […]

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I’m Taking Back my Effort

You took my heart, and created splinters out of flowers so no hands could ever hold my heart without being stabbed. You took the salts from my body with every tear I shed, took happiness and made it live for only you, and then you ripped my self confidence right from my palms. But I’m […]

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18 Lessons I Learned In 18 Years

18 is that year you are finally considered an “adult.” 18 is that time in everyone’s life, where we are confused and anxious about what are lives hold in store for us. We are broke, exhausted, and unsure of whether to go to school, work for awhile, or travel. 18 is the year of experimenting, […]

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3 Years Without You

Tomorrow is three years without you…   Tomorrow is three years without you and the universe has this beautiful, yet tragic way of allowing me to remember your peaceful face as if it was only yesterday. Tomorrow is three years without you and I can still feel my black tears dripping down your perfect white […]

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It’s Midnight.

It’s midnight and I could use a shoulder to rest my heavy head on; It’s midnight and I could use a soft hush to calm my somber thoughts. It’s midnight and I could use a set of careful hands to pick me up between the period of drunk and sober; I am at my absolute […]

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2018.

Dear 2018, This is not your typical letter of lust towards the memories of the past year. This is a breakdown of feelings, my feelings. This is a letter I am trying to write with passion, and language readers will not spend hours attempting to decipher. This is me, in my purest form. I am […]

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