Broken Crystal

Broken Crystal I looked in the mirror and what did I see?A pale, gaunt stranger looking at me.I’m falling apartwith a heavy heart.Veils and visions, where do I begin?Whispering why me to the wind.Rage boils within my veins,Everything blurs into tears and bloodstains… There was broken crystal on the bathroom floor,Broken crystal and nothing more.Continue reading “Broken Crystal”

Tout de Suite

The poem “Tout de Suite” reflects on the overwhelming nature of anxiety and pressure in life. The imagery of spinning plates and juggling balls represents the chaos of competing demands. The author emphasizes the importance of recognizing stress, setting boundaries, and finding peace amidst life’s challenges, reminding readers that they are doing their best.