Unwritten Wounds life by MissT No message, no call, no check-in to say“I’m you doing alright since you walked away”I showed up in fear when I thought you were goneBut you vanished like dusk at the break of the dawn You call it your pride, I call it a wallA fortress of silence, too scared…

This House Remembers By MissT She was a house with no windows,sealed shut to hold the peace,until silence swelled in the wallsand even the wallpaperbegan to curl awayfrom the truth. The air was sweet once.He said so.Said she should be gratefulfor the roof.But roofs can crush,and locked doorsdon’t mean safety. She swept the soot.Covered the…

I saw your name appear in my algorithm in my messenger Just one day after I wrote a poem about you. And so I decided to write one final time. So that you know… I don’t hate you.That would mean I still care that much. And I don’tNot like before. But I remember you when…

To the One I Lost He was the blue eyes of the Med,the porcelain skin of a milky breast.He had the sweetest lips,and a smile I couldn’t deny. His kisses were like the soft raintouching the forest of my soul.His love was my reason,his being, my only breath. His presence was the only one I…

She Rose Anyway By MissT She broke in the dark where no one could see, Heart full of splinters, soul begging to flee. But even in silence, she whispered her name, And gathered her pieces without any shame. No knight, no call, no saving hand Just her and the hurt she learned to withstand. She…

“The Final Let-Go”Written by MissT I thought I let go of him in April.I thought I let go again 8 days ago.But there’s a difference between letting go and being done. Today, I felt the fall — the ache that drags you backwards, the heartbreak that begs for a different ending. I cried. I doubted…

I Loved a Man Who Couldn’t See Me I loved a man who couldn’t stay,Not in a room, nor through a day.One week I was his saving grace,The next, a stranger’s empty face. He loved me loud, then pulled away,Swore forever — gone by May.I held his hurt, I soothed his flame,But every kiss brought…

I Lost My Head — And Found My Truth By MissT About my blog I saw something I wish I hadn’t. Just a quiet little comment on a swap group. A breadcrumb, really. A few place names strung together — but behind them, a bomb went off in my chest.He’s moving.The man I once bent…