There was a little girl neglected from the start, she was left in the shadows yet remained fierce in her heart. Wealthy in compassion's...

If you brushed off the horror by turning away so casually, then know that your indifference does not sit well with me. If you are part of...

When the serpent tells a tale and it gets written as the gospel of you to be read by all, and it’s completely deceitful, it transforms...

If you don’t like apples, then why do you shake my tree? You wander my garden, knowing where you’d rather be. You touch every petal,...

Oh, my appearance? How fragile your love must be to break on the surface. Your shallow gaze can’t touch the depths of my worth, for...

I am sharing with you some of the unsent letters that I wrote many years ago. This is highly emotionally charged and triggering as it...

If you live in a world where karma is a bitch, then this is for you: If karma is a bitch to you, then you should have no problem being...

Slanderers and their enablers should no longer be able to hide behind the veil of anonymity, ignorance, or "just words." There should be...

We must embrace our battle scars. Some will tell us they are unsightly, and when they do, it is a reflection of their inability to tell...

What a beautiful sight when our eyes are opened to the simplicities that contain a fervor for being alive. Dance and sing today, it is...

Some people only see the flesh suits, but I can see me and you Giving hope to all the world from everything we been through.

For so long, I couldn’t find the words, To explain the weight of grief unfurled. But now I know that grief is love, Unspent, unyielding,

Trust me when I say I know, How hard a punch that guilt can throw When "strong" at times is not "strong" enough

Your soul emits a frequency, and within that frequency, a song with an irresistible melody plays, and it gently resonates you back to it.

Spring would not exist if it feared Autumn’s end.

I am a flower with one thousand petals, each one a reflection of the version of me I’ve embraced.

Control and surrender, form and formlessness, bringing to life the paradox that reality and imagination are one and the same.

It is your God given right of free will to not take responsibility for what another person is unwilling to be accountable for.

One of the loneliest and hardest paths I've chosen to walk down is breaking the cycle of generational trauma.

Love tempers our words so that when the time comes to respond, we make every effort to be understood, and more importantly, to understand.