Phosphorescent Words

You are not abruptly grown up when you turn 18. Growing up is a process. A process of burying your childhood in such a way that the grave does not become a cage, and the ghost can escape to haunt you every passing day.This collection of poems explores the montage of feelings that come with growing up, and coming of age.Written for anyone who is in the coldest season of his life, to serve as a reminder, that you will one day feel the sun again.This is a journey, from being confined by yourself to running wild and free. Hopefully some of your wounds will find remedies in these words, some versions of yourself you kept hidden will find refuge in these pages and you'll leave my world, a little bit lighter, a little bit healed.

Pagina's: 76, Paperback, Notion Press