I picked up a pen and paper
and as I sat, I felt this hollow in my heart like I cant breathe but just write.
I felt an old pain that has surfaced above , like a lost message in the bottle .
l felt the fear building around my bones,
all the uncertainity biting on my soul.
I sensed this strange, scary but , so familiar darkness around me.
After so long , I felt that my mind had too much to say but my heart was numb.
The page before me was blank.
Can totally relate to this. How beautifully written, I love how you express feelings so seamlessly on paper. Looking forward to reading more of your work!
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thankyou so much 🙂
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