The Kid Who Found A Magic Pen

That's why I picked up a pen, To right my wrongs, And repent for all, The things I've done to myself and the one I've bawled over. For so many nights. Courting accountability as I should've in the first place while sober... There is power in being an Author. Knowing how to solder words together,... Continue Reading →

When Hadez Left Cerberuz

Both wrists were grabbed as I was convinced to enter a circle I would never want to leave. All I knew were slaps on the wrists while held back from a chance to live and be me. Walked to Butler Hall as all I could do was wait and just see. What this escape was... Continue Reading →

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