williams : Writing

The stranger in the mirror.

The stranger in the mirror.

A Poem by williams


Staying true to yourself is one of the hardest things�" not because you lack skill, but because you're desperate to be seen, to be he..
The myth of right

The myth of right

A Poem by williams


A question mankind continues to fail�" a myth that wrecks homes, splits minds, and haunts the soul: What is right? What is wrong? Si..
The sharks were the life guards.

The sharks were the life guards.

A Poem by williams


"Sometimes, drowning feels safer than resurfacing only to face more pain."
We break without falling.

We break without falling.

A Poem by williams


Under cashmere linen, we lie still�" drenched in the weight of thought, sobbing wounds saltier than the tears that shaped them. The n..
Where flowers bleed

Where flowers bleed

A Poem by williams


Death�"like a flower. It’s beautiful, Because it marks the end�" Of pain, Of misery, Of anxiety and depression. But all rose..
Purpose

Purpose

A Poem by williams


What is purpose? Quite the vocabulary, if you ask me. A word with a diluted meaning�" So diluted, even a sip Can’t be recognized..
Defining moment.

Defining moment.

A Poem by williams


I was born in the undertow, saltwater stitched into my skin, lungs learning early how to hold everything in. The world did not pause when I shatt..
Who am I ?

Who am I ?

A Poem by williams


who am I ? A recurring question, like a persistent rash. Oh, what an itch�" a pleasure to scratch, but it leaves quite the mark. Lik..
What if I'm the problem?

What if I'm the problem?

A Poem by williams


What if I’m the problem�" the reason behind the pain, the hate, the sorrow? What if I’m the problem? Maybe if I had change..
I'm learning to live with the ache.

I'm learning to live with the ache.

A Poem by williams


I’m learning to live with the ache�" the ache of despair�" so I might begin to heal, if only to cradle my wounds. ..

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