I wrote this poem regarding times throughout my life I've felt stuck or "caged" due to societal norms. It's about introspection and resilience in a world full of noise and pain, committed to pushing their own narrative. When we're able to go within, true healing and strength begins. Diving deep into our silence to discover our authentic self, then fight like hell to defend it.

I wrote this poem about my own self discovery, growing up, struggling with identity, self worth and the confusion of this all mixed with life when left to navigate it on my own, without direction. I feel like many of us can relate to these same circumstances. I'd love to read your perspectives!

my attempt at Haiku for Writer's Digest daily poetry prompt writing challenge for April 15, 2025, "Write a poetic form poem and/or anti-form poem." I chose to write about liminal spaces, essentially because, I'm almost drawn to them. Although most of them tend to be nostalgic, eerie, isolating, haunting, confusing or disorienting, I find the transition to be beautiful. There's a sense of hope in uncertainty that I find remarkable in all of us. How we overcome our obstacles and turn them into our victories. They're incredibly inspirational to me. Looking at it from a melancholic view, I think most writers/poets are melancholic, or at least a little cholic (you'll only get this if you're an office fan, maybe not even then). I tend to be drawn to nostalgia or even longing or heartbreak. It's morbid and depressing I guess, but I find loads of learning, inspiration and opportunity there.