Dried Ink

Nameless

This is for the moments that formed into seasons, the days of grief that spilled into months This is for the days when you forgetthat darkness holds no water in your souland the deep end will not swallow you whole When your heart hangs by a threadAnd agony stands ten-feet tall, whisper: In this sea… Continue reading Nameless

Dried Ink, Lost Letters

Back Bone

We all get to a point where our feet beg us to stop running, our hearts pound loudly against our chest, stretched from exhaustion. What happens then? Do you push your flayed arms and buckled knees, willing them to keep going despite how they bleed? Wouldn’t life be better if we just learned to rest?… Continue reading Back Bone

Dried Ink

Ignite.

You see this fire in your hands?It was made to light the pathof redemptionand bring the lost sheepback home This song that flows from your lungs,the worlds you create with pen and paper,every brush stroke that kisses the canvas,Each curve, bend, pause, and playpoints man back to Abba This gift in your handsis a tale… Continue reading Ignite.

Dried Ink, Uncategorized

‘Tis The Season

There are so many people hurting this Christmas. Some have to mark the anniversary of a loved one who passed or, lay one to rest. There are those who are with family and friends yet feel so alone. This year, I knew what it was like to face darkness, the tremors, sleepless nights, empty days… Continue reading ‘Tis The Season

Dried Ink

Showing Up

Although the darkness lingers And air is the anchor for your feet Although the hamster's wheel loops And dawn seems an eternity away Remember that Abba cradles you tenderly, Guides your steps carefully, Lacing your path with peace And adorning your journey with victory . So, when your heart feels numb And the sorrows of… Continue reading Showing Up

Dried Ink

There.

This was where he laid,His body cold with sweatAs his lungs fought for air This was where she laid,Her blood mixed with agony As she begged to stay alive This was where he laid,Pleading to return to his mother's womband be hidden from this vile world This was where they laid,Their death beds Now a… Continue reading There.

Lost Letters

Moment

I don't know who needs to hear this but, breathe. Everything will be okay. Many times in the past weeks, I caught myself clenching my jaw, my forehead mapped with worry lines as my shoulders tensed with fear. I would go to bed in the early hours of the morning, after burning both sides of… Continue reading Moment

Dried Ink

SEA

Step in With your heart on your sleeves and Hope as your compass Dive in With your past abandoned on the shore Dive in Eagerly, relentlessly Find higher depths of healing and Wider paths of peace Break every fetter of fear Redemption calls to you Let the lies dissolve with the sea As you wash… Continue reading SEA

Lost Letters

Nna’m (Father)

Nna’m, I see you. I forgive you. I love you. It has been hard getting to know each other these last few years. It has been a gut-wrenching journey, pushing past the sea of pain and getting to this shore. We have said words that cut deep, masked our hurt with hate and danced with… Continue reading Nna’m (Father)