I love music, poetry and fiction. Sometimes, I write essays. It is my outlet. Creating art helps me in my recovery.
Posted in Poems on April 8, 2017
is he in the room,
on the line?
No, he’s killing me, boarding
my soul with cheap fire.
Posted in Poems on April 6, 2017
Some days, I’m
healed, craving deep,
now, wishing for old friends, but
they’re gone, so I sit.