
You Get to Choose Whether You Die Once or Twice
There will come a time when we are laid to rest. Where our eyes close and life replays before us.
Poetic reflections where heart meets language. Poems, and reflections on healing, faith, love, and becoming. These are the words that hold the truth of your journey and the beauty of your becoming.

There will come a time when we are laid to rest. Where our eyes close and life replays before us.

To Be One With Words I published a book of poems back in 2022. I was 21 and fed up

We Enter God’s Name To Fool Our Own Perception The mere sound of your voice used to bring the biggest

A Poem On Identity, Contradiction, And What It Means To Come From Somewhere And Still Be Figuring Yourself Out. I

On Anger, Entitlement, And The Discipline Of Accountability I used to think being a “good person” excused a lot of

Is It Necessary To Experience Lust Before Love? Is lust before love necessary, or do we mistake emotional readiness for

Struggling With Sin? He thought escaping purgatory would be a one-time thing. But somehow he is being sucked in again.

What if I’ve lost my faith? Lost in the guilt of your past Trapped in bondage Loss of faith Confused

Jezebel is what they call women who struggle with promiscuity Her dedication to manipulation will leave you practicing witchcraft

Tired of being halfway in is what I stated. Scared shitless is what I meant. Death has a tricky way
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