creative writing mental health poetry

Coffee Break Poetry

My Life Is My Art Do you remember the time, not long ago, We couldn’t wait to talk to each other again. Texting all day until early next morning, Smiling at the sound of that text notification, Laughing at inside jokes and dumbass remarks. I miss that. I miss you. You’ll never know just how […]


In Progress…

The anger is sickening, She doesn’t want you there. Why are you never around? She no longer gives a care. The years have made her numb To the words, the love, the hate. It hurts. Like she can’t breathe. Get out! It’s not too late! Photo from