POEMS

5 years ago my mum was diagnosed with a slowly debilitating disease that medicine cannot cure and that will eventually (unless by some miracle) take her life. Today, she’s still alive, cannot talk or move, but her brain functions so strongly and the strength I’ve witnessed is out of this world beauty. The process of grief that plagues me daily and is always accompanied by immense guilt, was and still is wreaking havoc on my mental health.

I started writing poems to express my feelings in a way that would be so vague and creative that they could just pass as art and nothing more, but I wasn’t prepared for the psychologic depth it would bring.

I found poetry to bring a sense of understanding and relief. It would somehow ease the pain in my heart ever so slightly. It became the best addiction I could have. The years of unheeded emotion begun pouring out in beautifully strung poetic rhythms that urged me to dig deeper into the hidden parts of my soul.

I hope some day that these bring an inkling of peace to someones chaotic and tumultuous mind