Martytalks

Everyone But Me

I wear my cape invisible— stitched together with silence and savior complexes. I’m the fixer, the shoulder, the late-night voice that picks up at 3AM when you call crying, even when I’m drowning too. I’ve patched up heartbreak with duct tape words, stitched shattered self-esteem with borrowed prayers, held hands through storms I wasn’t strongContinue reading “Everyone But Me”

“Choose Who Chooses You”

I used to chase shadows, people with smiles like mirages— looked like love from a distance but vanished when I got too close. I gave my best to hands that never held me back. Poured my soul into empty cups hoping they’d overflow when they barely even dripped effort. You ever bend over backwards justContinue reading ““Choose Who Chooses You””

Out of My League

(A Spoken Word Poem) I got a crush like gravity — pulling me toward someone I’ll never touch, like the moon whispering sweet nothings to the waves, knowing they’ll never hold her. You’re… the type of beautiful that poems can’t hold, the kind of smile that architects should study, the kind of laugh that echoesContinue reading “Out of My League”

“Still Rising (The Designer’s Confession)”

🎤 I am… Designer by day, Poet by heart, Sketching dreams on deadlines And bleeding truth into bars after dark. I don’t just clock in — I create in color While the grayscale of my mind Tries to pull me under. But nah, I ain’t drowning — I’ve learned to swim through the noise, ToContinue reading ““Still Rising (The Designer’s Confession)””

“How Do You Escape?”: The Good, the Bad, and the Healing in Our Coping Mechanisms

We all want to feel good. To feel safe. To feel something other than pain, emptiness, anxiety, or exhaustion. And for many of us, that means we need a way to escape—even if just for a moment. Some people retreat into nature. Some into Netflix. Others into a bottle, a body, or a perfectly curatedContinue reading ““How Do You Escape?”: The Good, the Bad, and the Healing in Our Coping Mechanisms”

When Everything Is Everything: Living with Anxiety, Depression, PTSD, and Bipolar Disorder

There’s no easy way to start a post like this, so I’m just going to say it straight: living with multiple mental health conditions is a lot. It’s more than a full-time job, more than a weight—it’s an entire storm system, and I live inside of it every single day. Last night was one ofContinue reading “When Everything Is Everything: Living with Anxiety, Depression, PTSD, and Bipolar Disorder”

While the World Sleeps

While the world sleeps, I stay awake. Not because I want to. Not because there’s something grand to do in the dark. But because silence won’t hush the voices, and time won’t rewind the clock. Streetlights flicker like nervous thoughts. Even the moon seems tired, but here I am—wired. Heart pacing laps in a roomContinue reading “While the World Sleeps”

Let Me Be Open

Yo… Can I talk to you for a minute? Not the polished version of me — Not the highlight reel, Not the “I’m good, just tired” lie I keep in my pocket Like loose change I keep spending on surface conversations. I mean the real me. The me that hesitates before pressing “send.” The meContinue reading “Let Me Be Open”

Today Was a Good Day: A Reflection on Growth, Grace, and Showing Up

Today was one of those rare days where everything feels aligned — not because it was perfect, but because it was real. There were laughs, deep thoughts, sun, food, and moments that cracked my heart open just enough to let some light in. It started off simple enough — church in the morning, which alwaysContinue reading “Today Was a Good Day: A Reflection on Growth, Grace, and Showing Up”

My Body Won’t Let Me Die

Spoken Word by Marty I’ve been lying in bed, with the weight of the world pressing full against my chest— not like Atlas carrying the globe, more like being the pavement beneath it. Cracked, silent, invisible until someone trips over me. All I want to do is vanish, fade like fog in morning heat. NotContinue reading “My Body Won’t Let Me Die”