Coffee Stains and Bloodstains: A Poem of Addiction and Love

I feel like an addict. I whispered as I fell asleep by myself Waking up in shivers and zero responses to my pleading for help. I’m normal, I’m honest Sitting beside a two-week headache and a toilet of vomit Telling my Tylenol I’ll be back before dawn. Another broken statement soaking in promise. My mind’sContinue reading “Coffee Stains and Bloodstains: A Poem of Addiction and Love”

Tiny Little Voices: How I Learned to Embrace My Emotions and Overcome Apathy

My comprehension of human relationships has been severely impaired by the cumulative effects of my past experiences, which have left me scarred, traumatized, and besieged. This sounds like the beginning of a very sad movie, butI guarantee you there’s hope. The term “relationship” itself becomes vague and ambiguous here, further complicated by my incessant andContinue reading “Tiny Little Voices: How I Learned to Embrace My Emotions and Overcome Apathy”