My poetry collections

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Here are my poetry collections about depression, healing, and self-love.   

“Confessions of a Wallflower”

https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859 💙

“I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction”

https://www.amazon.com/dp/1721578641 💙

Relax.

Breathe.

Stay warm inside a blanket with a cup of tea.

I hope these words will find a way to touch your heart.

Give yourself a break

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Give yourself a break.

You don’t have to be productive every day
to feel like you are enough.

Make some time for afternoon naps,
cloud watching
and sunlight.

Recall every compliment
you’ve received lately and believe them.

Be aware of moments
when you can get out of your way to be kind
to someone and realize that you’re capable of change.

Take it to heart
how life can be so simple and so idle
and still be filled with much peace and much love.

Remember, every now and then
to be gentle with yourself and take some time
to go outside and breathe in the beauty of calmly evolving.

Your progress won’t be ruined
if you take some time to be realigned with yourself.

Take all the time you need.

A Christmas Wish

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I hope your December becomes magical for you. I hope you experience the kind of happiness that’s made from experiencing warm memories with the people you love. I hope you give some random speeches of gratitude to the ones who keep your peace of mind like your best friend’s good listening skills, the friendly waiter who smiles at you as he or she serves your favorite meal every Tuesday or the person who feels like the love of your life whenever you see him or her at church every Sunday. I hope you’d be reminded this season that you are not alone, and the support you give to those who need them is just as much precious as the support you receive. I hope you make time to fool around, get less serious and just be proud of the person you became. I hope you live in moments of surprise hugs, interesting conversations, and spontaneous laughter because nothing in this life ever stays the same.

Light chasers

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And
suddenly,
every sunset is you.
The death of another day
spent laughing together despite the blue.
I am hoping we will never end
for heaven knows you fill me with bright
when all hope seems lost, and I cease to fight.
You are my guardian angel,
my messenger of positive thoughts,
my fellow traveler towards that green light.
For
suddenly,
every sunset is you.