Poetry
WARNING: A LOT of my poetry questions life. I wrote most of this when I was alone, after a high school rape, and while trying to put on a brave "nothing is wrong here" both my music I wrote and my poetry were screaming for help. Even though parents, teachers and friends read these poems, short stories, and heard my music - no one once asked if I was ok. This for a very long time made me bitter. When I finally broke down and told my mom what had happened, she responded so beautifully that I was reminded that I wasn't the only one suffering from traumatic events. She simply said that she was herself so young and naive that she wouldn't have known what to do if she had known. This let me breath and stop being bitter and just accepting that what happened is now over - time to move on. With that being said - these poems can be dark - you've been warned!