Can we ever truly be healed?

Can we ever truly be healed? It’s an answer I’d like to know. Can we ever truly be healed? My feelings just seem to overflow. Can we ever truly be healed? I write the words I cannot say, My emotion thrown on paper, Living with a diagnosis, they call it psychosis, It’s a battle every…

Women I admire

Women I admire   I have learnt that one should question those who one admires; think about the reasons why we may hold some individuals as idols, even demi-gods, and others as waste-of-space lowlifes. I believe it all lies in justification.   This post is focusing on women because from my experience it has been…

Poetry

  a collaboration… Free my soul I had a fatal flaw of anxious worry. It is wild on paper, but in thoughts, self destructive. I feel it rolling in again. I can barely grasp this pen, hands are shaking so hard. And I can barely think straight. What is wrong with me? I don’t know anymore…