Death, Grief & Loss Poetry

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Confessions of a Wallflower, my debut poetry collection, is #30 in death, grief & loss poetry! Thank you so much to everyone who purchased. It means so much. ❤  

This piece of my soul is available here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859

Someone Called Daisy

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There were days when I treated her like nothing because I felt like nothing. Like everything in the world felt so unreal including my very own existence. But it was during those times that she treated me like I was the loveliest person in the world. And for that, I will always love this woman.

A Tree

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I am like a tree that grows upwards and downwards both at once. I am a being that needs both the power of destruction and healing. It’s no surprise that I feel like I’m getting better and getting worse both at the same time. It’s a shitty feeling. To have this desire to kill myself only to realize that it’s only through the process of growing towards the fear, towards the storm up above me that I could surpass the anxiety of being alone, of being afraid that I’m heading nowhere in life. And just like any other tree in this world—I’ll just keep on growing.

A Picture of My Book

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Thank you scassato from Germany for taking a picture of my book ❤ It means a lot. ✿ Wishing you hope, love, and healing. ✨

Confessions of a Wallflower my debut poetry collection is available here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859