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Hawinay

Hawinay

Deciphering Decibels

In every turn I take, dark lights burn with the hopes to be extinguished and an over-encompassing fear to burn ever brighter. Let these creations of my own lead you down the paths you chose of your own volition.
  • The Sins in Which I Part from You

    A goodbye between sinned lovers

    • Poetry
    • Romantic · Other
    2 min read
  • Creating Yours Truly

    When you fight a war with yourself, who comes out to be the winner?

    • Poetry
    3 min read
  • Peaches and My Dying Sunflowers

    Dedicated to a friend with love lost, her soul I bear inside with everything it cost.

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical · Other
    3 min read
  • Chrysalis Coffins

    For when butterflies turn to stone, and love grows teeth. Listen to Steve Jablonksy's Sacrifice (Slowed + Reverb) while reading for dramatic effect.

    • Poetry
    • Romantic · Other
    2 min read
  • Conflict Me, My Sweet Memory Part 1

    What is love with reason? This poem will be comprised of 4 parts, coming out shortly. Please read in order.

    • Poetry
    1 min read
  • Puzzles and Papyrus

    Written from a dream

    • Poetry
    • Other
    1 min read
  • The Art of Atelophobia

    Addiction saves some, and the rest judge. Take care of triggers, WARNING

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic
    2 min read
  • Audacity is My Ashes

    A surreal confession of a soul unraveling, beauty, chaos, and the hunger to feel alive.

    • Poetry
    • Dramatic · Other
    2 min read
  • Teeth for the Holy

    In sacred desecration, I suffer in the space between seeking no forgiveness and redemption, but understanding and recognition.

    • Poetry
    • Spiritual · Dramatic
    2 min read
  • Salted Skin and Ashes

    I am a destroyer and a victim, swallowed by oceanic ruin and moral desolation.

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical · Other
    1 min read
  • Holding Ruin and Roses

    A portrait of someone surviving by stitching sanctuary from the very pieces that destroyed them, where pain becomes the only structure left to inhabit

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical · Dramatic
    2 min read


There are those who say that life is like a book, with chapters for each event in your life and a limited number of pages on which you can spend your time. But I prefer to think that a book is like a life, particularly a good one, which is well to worth staying up all night to finish.
— Lemony Snicket