Nonfiction

For her.

A Book About My Life

Sometimes we need to know someone out there cares about us. So here is a poem for people who need a little motivation.

My thoughts on how your life can change within a matter of seconds through the memory of a car crash I personally witnessed.

Just another scene of someone as she decides to use all of her emotions as the abstract of her literature. She's not perfect neither a saint nor a living proof of angels come extinct. She's just her own reflection. And, that satisfies her demons.

I want to become an advocate for abuse and mental illness. For me to that, I feel that this needs to be done to the best of my ability. So here is my story. My Me Too. My dark places and my escapes. My success and my struggles.

This is a personal narrative piece about the night that my Grandpa passed.