poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I'm going to keep Speaking my truth Because that's what I was Called to do. I will not be your puppet. I will not sew the string between my lips. My voice matters Just as much as yours. We don't have to see eye to eye For me to be heard. Our differences matter. Of… Continue reading The truth runs through my veins, you cannot stop me.
As of late, my Facebook account (Tea Time with Alice) and my Instagram account (teatime.444) have been reaching no one. I've been shadow banned. For those who do not know what that means...basically I'm being blocked. My posts don't show up on newsfeeds as they should and I cannot reach new people at all. My… Continue reading message from the writer to the reader
What the fuck, though? Why did you do what you did? Why did you chose that shit over me? And our family? I don't fucking get it. After all this time, I don't fucking get it. We had something good. But you turned toxic on me. You treated me so well at first. But you… Continue reading Heal: part 1 of speaking my truth
It was all fake. Everything from my past becomes so fake. The more I wake, My perspective blurs. And the life, the love, the conversations, the people, that I use to feel So much love for, Suddenly feels so unreal. It was all fake.
I sit upon my grave And I say what I've been needin' to say. I say it too late But I say it with grace. That's what I deserve anyway. To say what I needed to. When I was alive and breathing too. I sit upon my grave And I wonder why did I wait… Continue reading gravedigger
Unraveling my soul 