Description

This poetry book is a quiet confession of everything I learned too early and everything I was never allowed to say out loud. These poems are written for the nights spent staring at the ceiling, for the versions of ourselves that grew up before they were ready, and for the emotions we learned to hide behind silence. Raw, simple, and deeply personal, each poem carries pain without decoration and truth without apology—about survival, numbness, memory, and becoming someone even after being broken. This book isn’t here to fix you or give false hope; it’s here to sit beside you and say, you’re not alone in feeling this way.