Death in a Dream

The girl next door is not made of stars and sunshine. She's made of tiny scars.

Death in a Dream is the map of her wounds. It's a chronicle of trauma and heartbreak, a tapestry of pain and self-harm, a confession in the form of poetry and familiar tales of sorrow.



This girl can write love letters and suicide notes, she can laugh and cry in the same breath, she can die every night in a dream and wake up at dawn to live again.

Her heart is too battered to be beating and her mind too bruised to form a thought, yes she trudges on. Without a sense of self. Without direction or a friend. Suicidal thoughts and all.

This is the story of a girl who loses herself.

You'll find yourself in her.