Pain pain go away, Come again some other day A day when I have strength to fight. A day when it won’t take all my might. Pain Pain, don’t come at all. If I had my way, I would never fall. Not today, not tomorrow, not any day soon. and I would be able to … More Pain


Drafts. I have at least 50. 50 drafts of everything. Drafts of how I pictured my life to go. Drafts of thoughts I thought I wanted to let you know.   Drafts. I have at least 500 drafts of poems I never finished. But more than that are the hundreds of blog post drafts, currently … More Drafts


Everywhere I go lately, I’ve been followed by this one word– “Focus.”I’m not entirely sure why or what it means, but I’m excited to find out. For the past 5 years or so, God has been intentional about giving me a word or two every October which guides the next year of my life. This … More Focus


This is a poem about poetry– A metapoem, if you will. Since it’s something about its own genre, it seems to fit the bill.   I’m not the best thing since sliced bread But I know a thing or two. When poetry comes as easily as breathing, It’s something you cannot help but do. So … More Metapoetry

The Test, A Poem

A poem about a test that (I thought) I failed a while ago. This test was very significant for me because it stirred something up in me in a way that not many things have before. It made my anxiety and struggle with perfectionism very real to me because I haven’t had a breakdown in … More The Test, A Poem

The Lost Girl

There are many people I cry about But none are quite like you And when my feelings start coming out I wonder if you’ve ever missed me too. Do you miss the opportunities That we might have shared? Together our strength was one immunity To the rest of this world’s cares. Or at least that’s … More The Lost Girl