Inside the mind of an immigrant
Let’s play with fire and broken glass let’s get a little crazy and burn down our paths let’s scorch our journeys and let this anger erupt let’s ignite our dreams because deep inside we’re all a little fucked. Beautifully ruined Poetry book: Curing My Venom
It's been a long road I know I haven't done you any good but - our ways are parting now forgive me if you could. I know I've let you down because now I'm sinking deep watching you fade away into a dreamless sleep. There’s so much I could have done to ease this walk … Continue reading Life and death
It stopped hurtingwhen I put myself first.Love makes you do crazy things. It makes you vulnerable just as it makes you strong. Sometimes it makes you put yourself last and that is one of the biggest mistakes you can make. When you forget yourself just to remember someone else!Scientifically speaking when you're in love, your … Continue reading What is love?
I thought you were healed but I didn't know I was wrong this strength I saw in you wasn't because you were strong it was because you were trying to mend yourself into the person you wanted to be but you leaned on anger and we failed to see that the cure you were searching … Continue reading Anger
Ever since I was young, I remember always being pushed back. I remember being behind the curtains and never on the front line. I remember being scared of love and affection. Everything was always about my cousins and how beautiful their drawings are, and how cute they look. That made me very insecure. I love … Continue reading Why I write
