my mind has been an empty chasm of forgotten words
i was a writer who can no longer write
a storyteller with no stories to tell
an artist with dried up paint and a broken easel
but
i forget that
i am also a person
a broken, timid person
once whole, once sure, once loved,
once
me.
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 4:48 AM UTC
my mind has been an empty chasm of forgotten words
i was a writer who can no longer write
a storyteller with no stories to tell
an artist with dried up paint and a broken easel
but
i forget that
i am also a person
a broken, timid person
once whole, once sure, once loved,
once
me.
