There’s a version of you… That’s tired. Tired of performing. Tired of pretending. Tired of chasing worth in things that never last. I get it— Because I lived it. I used to think I had to win to matter. Be strong to be loved. Stay busy to f...

I used to think I had to win… to be worth something. Football was my identity.  My father was my anchor. And when both were gone… I was just… standing in the silence. But here’s the truth no one talks about— Sometimes, God strips away everything… So...

I didn’t wear a mask— I became one. Not out of weakness, but survival. Because every time I reached for love, I got silence. Every time I opened up, I got judged. So I stopped reaching. Stopped explaining. Stopped hoping. I disappeared on purpose. L...

When the weight of the world sits heavy on your chest, And silence feels louder than all the rest, When the light in your eyes begins to dim, And hope feels like a distant hymn Breathe. Not because it’s easy. But because it’s holy. Because every in...

I’m not the storm that shakes the land I’m the stillness strong enough to stand. Not the flash that splits the sky, But the whisper kings and prophets cry. I was carved from echoes, grief, and flame, From love that left but still remains. My father’...