Happiness has always felt to me Like a meaningless thing to chase Some say it is the place to be Others that it's out of this world I say it is a lie that you sell to a bird That you have trapped inside a cage. I have never been a believer Of Happiness as …
Where the grass is greener…
Yesterday was my third year anniversary of living in Ireland. It has been a rollercoaster from the start and the first year & a half was actually hell in disguise, but it all lead me exactly where I needed to be. When I decided to leave France for Ireland, it was purely the last act …
how to beat the darkness | whispered ramblings
It's been almost a month since I wrote a “whispered ramblings” post. I have been too busy working on making things happen & convincing Reality to accept and wear the beautiful dress I made for her. I am writing this one for myself mostly as I am in need of a reminder of the strength …
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Where demons are born | a poem
Bad memories linger, they don't flicker. They won't go away with all the liquor, It can only make them stronger, Dancing around with more vigour. The place that you thought you had left behind Has in fact been following you around Hiding in the echoes of your footsteps, Singing along to your every heartbeat. Different …
Two years ago today…
Life has taken so many unexpected (yet highly dreamt of) turns for me in the last few years, but the most notable one would be July 13th, 2018, my first open mic. I don't know why they all came as a surprise to me, seeing as I was the one making them happen or at …
The road I want to know | poem
All the places that I've been before, Have taught me pain and nothing more; Still, I stand. Life has tried and tried some more To twist my mind and rot my core; Still, I see the light. I learned to let the darkness be my home While I roamed through the streets alone, Helpless and …
A Mother’s Day poem
Dearest mother, I am far from home with dreams to hunt But through the oceans raging between us, And against the stubborn wind, You are still near, holding my hand. I remember days of ignorance -- not quite a bliss -- Where your love looked like a simple kiss But it holds far too many …
