Reclaiming My Name

Look here,You got me mistakenWith no fear,No I ain’t breaking Fell tears,It was a break-inLeft me forsakenBut I’m reawakenedAnd ready to take it Bring me a torch and a shieldFor the journey now that I’m healedYou thought I would kneelBut rise to the top I shall, I speel. Coming for you-for the truthStop I shan’t …

In My Healed Self

In the silence of the nightAnd the absence of the lightDeafening screams come from within,With it, the torture begins Questions without answers,Like tiny dancersChaotic in my headScary like monsters beneath the bed. With no rhythm and no beat,Toppling over with two left feetWith no solace to be foundDefeated I lay, on the ground. The flame …

The Colours of Becoming

I stand in the in-between,where the past whispers my nameand the future waits, unpainted,a canvas both vast and uncertain. Nine months of undoing,of peeling back the layers of who I was,only to find grief where I thoughtthere would be light I thought the healing would feel like soaring,like freedom, like finally being whole.But some days, …