Poetry

She [GBV]

She was always referred to as someone's sister,Her parents' daughter,Her brother's keeper,And yet always wondering who would keep her... Watch your back young sister, your brother is here, go back to your cell, maybe if you wear a long enough dress he won't lay a finger on you, don't forget to cover your ankles and… Continue reading She [GBV]

Poetry

That’s Life

Is does it really mean to "be" To what extent does the meaning of my existence lay in the hands of my beloved? See, I never understood the meaning of life. The hurdles we face, crippling our very core expecting us to resurface. See, I never understood the meaning of hope. Relying on the unknown… Continue reading That’s Life

Poetry

Adulting…

The dream of this little girl seems to be falling apart. Faith is the only shoulder to cry on she has, as the walls shatter in front of her. Being an adult is not as easy as they make it seem; bills to pay, people counting on you. In all of this they forget to… Continue reading Adulting…