Bare Bones

In the quiet between heartbeats, I found the pieces of myself. This is a book for the ones who loved too deeply, for the ones who lost too much, for the ones who are still learning how to hold their own heart. Through pages whispered with longing, with bruises that still ache and dreams that still flicker, these poems trace the delicate dance between breaking and becoming. They speak of the nights when loneliness feels louder than the stars, the mornings when hope returns in trembling hands, and the silent wars we fight inside our own minds. It is about love in all its wild forms - the kind that saves you, the kind that destroys you, and the kind you must give to yourself. Every word is a hand reaching out in the dark, saying: you are not alone. This is not just a collection of poems. It is a love letter to survival, to the brave act of healing, to finding light - even when you have to build it yourself. and when you think you cannot go on, I hope you remember: you already have.