Sometimes your only means to escape is creating a world that doesn’t exist. The first poem I shared with you described that time in my life to a T. The negative energy that surrounded my life forced me to create a world inside my head that made me feel safe.
My 24th year was a good one and that’s just putting it lightly. It was one of the best years I’ve ever had. Now that I’m turning 25, I can look back at my life’s journey up until and now and truly say I’m happy with where I’m at and