I write to release and impart, To pour the ink straight from my heart. Not for applause, not for fame, But to give my truth a sacred name. Each word a sigh, each line a prayer, A whispered balm for wounds laid bare. The page—my altar, brave and still, Where silence breaks and spirits fill. In Blacklisted Saint, I take my place, A holy rebel, cloaked in grace. Unwelcome once, yet now I rise, A voice for those the world denies. I don’t chase claps or crowded cheers, I write through joy, through doubt, through tears. Yet when a soul feels seen, embraced— The joy is deep, the work is graced. My readers, subscribers, every view— I may not say it often but I really appreciate you. You’re a quiet chorus in my sacred space, Encouraging truth to take its place. I write from my soul, and share from my heart. A simple truth, a sacred start— I write to release and to impart.
Thank you for being on this journey with me!
Blacklisted Saint