


The Words I Never Said
I wrote this poem while processing complex feelings and emotions about the trauma of childhood sexual abuse, and how with this trauma (as with most trauma) there is so much to process and such devastating impacts on our lives.

Are You Still a Hunter?
I wrote this poem while processing complex feelings and emotions about childhood sexual abuse.

I Light the Road With Candles That Burn
I wrote this poem for the parts of me that are still finding their way home — especially those I repressed because of trauma.

Domestication
This poem is a reflection on my own inner and silent struggles with societal expecations.

I Return This Luggage
I wrote this poem when processing and feeling the feelings regarding being blamed for surviving the crime of sexual violence.

The Girl You Knew is Dead
I wrote this poem on my healing journey healing from sexual trauma.

where is my self-worth?
I wrote this poem about what it felt like to struggle with low self-worth.


mirror, mirror
This is a poem I wrote when healing from negative self-talk and forgiving myself for being my own biggest critic.

to the lost sinner
This is a poem I wrote when processing anger about one of the guys who raped me.

that time i met the devil
This is a poem I shared in Reflections episode #4. It’s a story about overcoming fear after trauma.

poems about dissociation & repressed memories
I wrote these poems when processing and healing from dissociation. Throughout my healing journey I found it incredibly confusing and disorienting to process repressed memories.


healing from your abuse
I wrote this poem when healing from the abuse of others and needed an outlet to process the difficult feelings that arise when learning to accept the unacceptable.

most shameful secret
I wrote this poem when processing from shame related to rape, sexual trauma, and the complicated feelings towards my attackers.

i call myself a coward
I wrote this poem when healing from sexual trauma. This poem helped me process guilt and my fear of being a coward.


why is it so easy, to look away from pain?
I wrote this poem on a day when I felt as though no one understood my pain and that everyone chose to look the other way. This poem helped me to have compassion and a new view on my own feelings.