Welcome to Ballads & Burn Marks — a space for the quiet chaos.
For the feelings that don’t always make it to the surface.
For the poems written at 2am and the truths we’re too afraid to say out loud.
This isn’t a space for polished endings.
It’s for the mess. The unraveling. The moments that never made it into a text.
It’s part poetry, part journal, part survival.
I’m not here to be inspirational.
I’m here to be honest.
If you’ve ever felt like you’re screaming behind a smile,
If you’ve ever told your story like it wasn’t yours.
You’re not alone.
This space is for you, too.
Ballads & Burn Marks 