the city is dead without you in it i use to cry at your comings and goings now i just stare into dead space wishing for your return but knowing damn well it is a silent, broken prayer
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my divine connection, my active imagination, my twin flame bond, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening. May these words guide you to reclaim your voice, your heart, and your divine purpose.