a work in progress

It’s been a rough week and these thought keep racing through my head the only thing keeping me going isn’t enough anymore it’s getting harder not to give up my heart hurts so bad

They say blood is thicker than water but blood is the first to turn on you

I’ve self sabotage everything good in my life because I’m constantly always waiting for the other shoe to drop because that’s how it’s always been so when things finally started becoming great i feared everything that could go wrong

Call me crazy but I genuinely feel like my soul is stuck in a house that I had to Indore so much abuse in and now I’m stuck trying to figure out how to get it back

Growing up in a toxic household is hard but trying to heal from your childhood trauma on your own is even harder

Growing up I was a only child in a home I felt so alone in, Hoping and wishing for a sibling... I remember every chance I got I’d wish for a baby brother or a sister and one day that wish came true I was given the most amazing baby sister she was a fighter from the start and my biggest motivation

“Who am I” is a question I struggle with the most I’m still trying to find myself and who I want to be...

A poem I wrote late at night. I won’t give up it gets better

Just a sneak peek of what’s to come