This is a collection of poems and prose about memory, emotion, and becoming. Through it, one explores the quiet intensity of growing up, the ache of knowing too much, and the strength found in softness. From gentle water to collapsing stars, these pieces speak of scars, silence, and self-discovery. This book is for anyone who’s ever felt too much and had nowhere to put it. This book is a cry for help yet a ghost hand which holds you and whispers, "You are not alone." This is me pouring my heart out, using its blood as ink and expressing myself without shame.