Lately, you might have noticed that I’ve been sharing a lot of poetry. It’s not something I used to do, and I want to share why that changed.
For a long time, much of my poetry stayed hidden, just words on paper or files on my computer. I wrote over the years, but I never let it out into the world. I think a lot of us who write can understand why—there’s the fear of judgment, the anxiety of someone else holding your words in their hands and having an opinion about them. It’s also about confidence, or sometimes the lack of it. My poems were personal, and sharing felt like putting a part of myself out there, exposed. So, I kept them private, just for me, where they were safe, where I could be honest and creative without the weight of anyone else watching.
But something shifted. I’m sharing my poetry now because it’s part of healing. I realized that I don’t need to fear anyone else’s opinions about what I’ve written. These poems are snapshots of moments, emotions, and thoughts that I’ve carried with me, and putting them out there feels like letting go. Sharing these pieces is helping me move forward, helping me find strength in my words rather than hiding them. It’s about honesty—both with myself and with whoever chooses to read these lines. It’s about saying, “This is where I’ve been, this is what I’ve felt, and I’m not afraid to show it.”
This change didn’t happen overnight. It took time for me to understand that my words have value, even if they’re not perfect. I had to learn that vulnerability is not a weakness, but a strength. Writing has always been a way for me to process emotions, to understand myself better. It was my private space, a place where I could pour out everything without a filter. But keeping it all to myself also meant that I was holding on to a lot of weight. Letting go, sharing these poems, is a way to lighten that load. It’s a way to release the emotions that have been captured in my writing and let them breathe.
I think there’s something powerful in sharing—something that connects us as human beings. When I share my poetry, I’m inviting others to see a part of me that isn’t always visible. It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s not always pretty. But that’s life, isn’t it? We all have our struggles, our moments of doubt, our times of pain. By sharing my poetry, I’m hoping to create a space where others feel less alone in their own experiences. Maybe you’ll read something that resonates with you, or maybe you’ll just appreciate the honesty behind the words. Either way, my hope is that these poems can serve as a reminder that it’s okay to feel, to hurt, and to heal.
I hope that by sharing, others might find a little of themselves in these words, or at least know that it’s okay to let your voice be heard, even if it trembles at first. Healing isn’t a straight line, and this is just one way I’m finding my way through it. If you’re holding back, if there’s something you’ve kept to yourself because of fear or doubt, I want you to know that your voice matters. Your words matter. And maybe, just maybe, sharing them will help you heal too.