Too often I think back to the first night we metAnd how scared I was when you hugged me from behindI struggled to gasp for air as you noticed I couldn’t think straightBut really I reflect because I knew I would run away from youAlways running from anything that feels realNow all I want is someone to make me feel aliveNot realizing everything I seek is within always and forever  I always feel sa...

A photo series discussing generational traditions and setbacks experienced on the path of a young person navigating adulthood. Realizing traumas passed on and recovering from the mistakes of a conditioned mind. BLOG | TYLER2WAVVY www.tyler2wavvy.com

https://vocal.media/poets/beautiful-hv1iy09rhYou open your eyes and wish you could go back to that beautiful dream where everything was right. Where you were content with every part of yourself; from your smile to your thighs, to your stretch marks in disguise.  To that place where those 3 digits next to lb didn't matter.  To that place where your heart didn't crumble every time your cloth...

today i feel sadi got out of bed and i found myself madat the fact i wasn’t dead the bird singing out my windowleft when i criedfor him to go the sun pierced out from behind my shuttersi’d rather blackoutcause now my head hurts i went down to have breakfast but i didn’t have enough time i wanna go back in the past when nothing ever had to rhyme so i went to brush my teethbecause society and peo...

What am I supposed to do when the first man I've ever loved no longer loves me?What am I supposed to do when I have to beg him to say the three words I want to hear the most?What am I supposed to do when the words that used to bring me so much warmth are now cold and empty?"I love you." No, you don't.You don't love me. But I really really love you. I want to wake up from this nightmare.I want t...

This is a series I made after a toxic relationship to remind me to do everyday things to keep my mental health in good state.

She is the perfect imperfection. She can quiet a room with a simple sentence. Her beauty does not compare to those airbrushed faces in the magazines. Why? Because she is already flawless just as she is. She is quiet and her mind is loud. Both speak volumes. No one ordinary would understand her. It takes one of her own kind, a rarity, to decode her perfect imperfections. Or as I like to call her...

You have been hurt.Overlooked the pain, trying to stay sane,running around in circles, constantly in motion,where did your devotion,go?You’ve burdened yourself.Buried away your passionsjust to fulfill someone else’s empty compassion,expectations set high,your energy low,everything loses its flow.The pressure built inside,takes in as the guilt you’ve felt.and that, right there, steals your light...

Do you hear the wolves? They call me. Whispers in my ear that summon to an abyss, ‘You cannot stop the shadow’ they say, ‘With every sunset we will return,’ Return to what I wonder? All that remains is a wasteland, Where once meadows bloomed, Death resides, Carving his name into the very bones. Do you hear the wolves? I howl. I fall blindly into shadow and smile, ‘You cannot stop the light’ I s...

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Quarantine forced me to confront all of my unprocessed emotional wounds, similar to many others. From birth to eighteen, I had been stuffing chewing gum in all those cracks, rather than really healing myself. I could talk about feelings and emotions and mental health all day. I go through various periods of genuine self-discovery, complimented by days or weeks of feeling completely lost. Throug...