Why Poems?

I’ve never liked poetry. Not reading it. Not hearing it. Not even my own.
I’ve never studied it, never memorized its rules, and I’ve never tried to write it “the right way.”

But when I was twelve years old, the words started showing up, messy, uninvited, impossible to ignore.
They came in fragments, in phrases that didn’t make sense until I saw them on paper.
I didn’t write because I loved it.
I wrote because it was the only way to untangle the noise in my own head.

Over time, my style has shifted and wandered.
Sometimes it leans into rhythm and rhyme, almost like it’s meant to be heard aloud.
Other times it’s sharp and fragmented, where the meaning hides in the spaces between the words.
But no matter how it changes, it always drifts back to where it began, pure freedom of word.
No rules. No structure. Just truth, exactly as it arrives.

Unscripted Gravity has grown alongside that style.
What began as unplanned writing has expanded into men’s and women’s clothing, home décor, and travel pieces, each carrying the same spirit of individuality and freedom.
My words have found their way into music, too.
Using my guitar, stomp pad, and AI tools, I’ve begun turning poems into songs, some soft and haunting, others pulsing with rhythm.
Each one is a direct extension of how the words first found me.

I don’t do this for a living.
I don’t do it for applause.
I do it because it’s how I stay connected to my own mind.
Poetry may not be something I love, but it’s the one thing that’s never stopped loving me enough to keep showing up.