A collection of the lyrics I wrote. Lyrics about everything that matters to me. About everything that I yearn for desperately.

This is just a collection of some of the poems I’ve written over the years, about the many emotions, dreams, desires, and destinies inherent to existing in this world. I write about the many ways the world around us affects us and how we in turn affect it.

Here's the collection of the soundtracks from my book series "Stronger Together" that you can find on my profile. All the lyrics are written by me, while music is created by Suno AI.

Since I found such a good AI app as Suno, I've been obsessed with a wish to start writing my own songs again. I wrote something several years ago, but those works were super terrible, and I wish they never exisited. But now I've come back to this, and I'm now trying to do my best to give you the best experience. I'm not sure if I follow the rules of writing songs, but I'm doing my best to make them better. Writing songs in English is a real challenge to me. So, I ask you not to judge me too hard, and I will be really happy if you check this work out, like it, add it to your reading list, and leave a sweet comment.

Life has never been good to me. I am the eldest daughter to a man who is thought highly of- a legendary warrior of the Rubeus Dragon Clan- and to Lady Aika, a woman of class and honor, who only loves my younger sister.

They toss me around like a rag doll. Treat me like I am nothing... As if I dishonored them.

I thought that it could get better- that maybe.... Just maybe, the Emporer, Empress, or the Heir would take a liking to me.

[ Naimah Flash Back]

Your test results shows that you have been overdosed on a contraceptive pill found only in the black market.

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Immediately her flashback ended, Naimah accidentally spills the juice on her skirt, she excuses herself from the dinning table and walks to the female bathroom to clean up the stain but halts at the male door when she hears two familiar voices kiss and say;

Voice 1: Here, it's specially made for her but different from the last one I brought, mix it in her coffee drink, she will never know. All we need to do after that is to patiently wait for her to start hallucinating and showing signs of paralysis before sending her to a psychiatric hospital to die.

Voice 2: I can't wait for her to die so, her inheritance, shares in the company will be ours...

Voice 1: You are not eager to be with me...

Voice 2: You are everything I ever needed, then the voice continued to kiss the other person.

Naimah was thankful she had her phone with her, she was smart enough to record it than cry like a baby and get discovered by those two.

She didn't bother to clean up anymore but went back to the table like nothing ever happened.

What next, she thinks to herself.

An anthology based on a mix of twelve short stories inspired by twelve monthly prompts, by Deadlines for Writers. (2022 Edition)

Enter Faith Salter--a young woman who just wants to keep her troubled boyfriend safe inside the utopia she's tried to create for him as best she can, even as the façade is starting to crack. Living in a house she can barely afford and now receiving some unforseen medical bills, her desperation has brought her face to face with an ethically questionable 'friend' from her past, who's more than willing to strike a deal with her. Will it fix the situation, or worsen it in the long run?

I don't know why I feel things so deeply, that when I'm emotionally or mentally hurt, I literally feel the pain hurt so bad physically.. Of course science already figured it out and named it Psychogenic Pain.. Bottom line.. It's messed up..

"My mind your always on it. Why did you have to die? Come back? Please? I need you!"

A collection of poetry that I wrote after leaving my ex.

Chan's sudden scream scared us all. His eyes were wide open in a blink of an eye and tears began to fall from those eyes as no one expected.

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I screamed as his body pressed against my lower abdomen. Ignoring it, I quickly stepped towards the nearest opening under the stage.

My legs were already shaking.

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she took an ice pack and  gently placed it on his bruised abdomen. Chan gasped and writhed in a groan. I slowly ran my hand through his hair and stroked it gently, hoping to comfort him at least a little.

song ideas

~ choice in love

~ you don’t have complete control who you love

~ self love for being yourself

~ TW: hurting yourself