The Essence Of Who I Am

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  • Car Crash

    Everything goes wrong before its right I think I always know before something terrible is about to happen Like tensing up before a car crash Everything is in slow motion Its intuitive trauma Maybe it doesn’t know It would rather be safe than sorry Having been hurt too many times…

  • Coffee

    Its the heart on the coffee The things that mean nothing That the world misses seeing Because they weren’t for her They were meant for only me M.A.P ©

  • Poetry

    Every Christmas after the buzz has calmed down The children play with their toys And the wrapping paper looks like confetti I sit in the corner nook of a chair and read poetry All the books I got in my stocking But this year was different because I didn’t get…

  • My published Poetry Book

    I self published my first poetry book on Amazon! There are over 100 poems and a dozen that I’ve also never posted. Along with some of my original art specially made to go with certain poems. So if you enjoy my poetry you can search “the essence of who I…

  • Window

    It’s a beautiful morningThe baby is playing on the floor by the windowWatching the rain outside I’m making breakfast in the kitchenThe sound of the spatula turning is the only echo My newly placed plants brighten up the roomAs they give oxygen willingly A half decorated tree sits proudly waiting…

  • Map Of Trauma

    I woke up yesterday morning with trauma at my throat I told my husband I couldn’t breathe but I dont think he heard me Its hand gripped my neck too tightly I woke up this morning and thought it was gone but its hiding in my stomach ready to escape…

  • Beautiful

    Don’t worry little butterfly You were beautiful before you got your wings too You were beautiful before you could take to the sky And even though now you take the breath away from a crowded room Your unspoken beauty will always be the best part of you M.A.P ©️

  • Hiding

    I thought I loved the winter season But like the dark no one is scared of it, just what is inside And as the cold stars to creep under the door I found myself screaming for the warmth to come back Dreading the holidays because I can’t wrap myself and…

  • Headphones

    No one knows that my favorite headphones don’t work that well anymore  But I use them every time even though they are 10 years old And I have two better pairs hanging next to them I bought those headphone when I was 13  Because my favorite youtuber had them They…

  • Dread

    People say that an artist gets their inspiration from their workspace That it reflects what can be put on a canvas It multiplys the creativity from inside you So what black hole did I crawl out of What lair was I trapped in What profound saddness seeped out of me…