We all belong here.

Growing up I had to deal with both parents becoming incarcerated. Then my sister going to live with my granddad, my brother boarding at his high school and me staying in a boarding college for Uni I began to feel really isolated and alone.

Loneliness
A quiet room where shadows fall
My minds a mess, a constant brawl
The moon sneaks in a silver spy
A silent traitor in the sky

This loneliness is more than pain
It’s a tough drought disguised by rain
The laughter never fills the air
This colony just feels too unfair

A single smile, a shining light
A little action can stop this blight
Back in a room where shadows fell
My mind is free, no longer a cell

Struggling with isolation due to mental health outside your control takes you to your breaking point with something as small as being left out of a conversation

I drew this not long after moving to a new place to start University during COVID lockdowns. This picture represents some of the things that bring me happiness including nature, listening to music and reading.

I’m scared. I’m scared of losing them, of losing myself. I had always wanted to grow up quicker, to finally catch the new, real me. But now I realise those who had been my anchors in my short life, through thick and thin, through all the jostling and growing pains…they’re leaving me…slowly but surely they’re drifting away one by one, and I can’t stop it. Why must we be thrown in the deep end so quickly? I want so desperately to hold on to them, to when things were still shallow, but the tide is too strong and I already feel myself drowning

Silent Sunrise.
Brilliant twilight glow.
Endless starry sky.
People turn their gaze to the universe
Seeking to express thoughts and emotions (in rare moments)
Yet, in most time, forget their existence.
But all things are ever-living.
For life is already shaped by its creator, before time.
So, if we are constantly looking around us in every moment of life.
Each day becomes a journey through the cosmos.