orphic

I was never the type to wear my heart on my sleeve, I guess I never found someone who could really grasp what was coming out of my mouth, and so instead, I let my pen become my ears, my escape, my best friend, my therapist, my confidant, my alter ego. Now, I am ready to share with all of you the random thoughts and deep secrets I have shared with my pen throughout all these years. Follow me, as I transform poison into poetry.