Holiday — Phoenix Heart
I’ve reached a moment where my morning routine of mirror reflections becomes a boost for my self-worth. I’m cashing in, succeeding in this thing called time. Life is like a blooming game. There’s always a champion, and that’s you.
Dear Carrier — Phoenix Heart
The demons that follow you—those acts of torture, those remedies, those made-up “it’s water under the bridge” excuses. It’s over. The birds kept pecking at my window. Once they finally shattered the glass, they delivered the words the heavens heard: how…
Time-Consuming — Phoenix Heart
Entitlement often prevents people from engaging in genuine goodwill. This consistent, gut-wrenching behavior acts as a mask, similar to the question, “Why is he always wearing a smile when it’s clear he’s carrying a burden?” Examples of such behaviors…
Smile, It’s a Good Day — Phoenix Heart
Smile, it’s a good day. Sometimes I struggle with feelings of anger and negative energy within myself. Yet understanding their purpose and impact afterward has defined my growth and led me to milestones. “It is what it is” captures my acceptance and…
I Am the Boxer — Phoenix Heart
I know there are some stigmas that don’t define your definition of my self-growth—but it doesn’t need to be said for a cause. I know there are some stigmas that don’t define your definition of my self-growth. You don’t need to seek an audience for a…
Yellow — Phoenix Heart
The puzzle was missing pieces needed to create its beautiful image. Days passed, with more pieces getting lost and destroyed. One day, he decided to forget about the puzzle and went on with his life. He came home, sat down, and with a smile on his face—…
For Today, Follow the Yellow Brick Road — Phoenix Heart
It might lead to something better than yesterday. When the efforts to win others’ hearts fail, it becomes a lasting lesson. As you start this journey, the true understanding of yourself will emerge. Embrace self-care, build yourself up, and learn to say…
I Closed This Book — Phoenix Heart
They acted like they could burn out your light bulb. Like they knew our make and model. It’s a tragedy, jealousy. It started at birth, masked with daily doses of pharmaceuticals and traumatic damage that turned the family into my abuser. Undergoing the…
Inferno — Phoenix Heart
My heart is ticking its last breath for a cause from years ago, no longer shedding a tear, but quenching the flames of anger before your satire becomes a satanic regret.
The Weight of Assumptions — Phoenix Heart
To assume is to think one is powerless. Yes, powerless. Claiming false narratives should eat you up alive. You just started a war, forcing sides to be picked, putting others in the middle. This should be your guilty verdict: remember, to assume is to be…