Sep 2018
I don't share a lot with people. I share a lot with my notebook.
My feelings overflow onto a blank page.
My worst fears tower in the shadow of each letter.
My happiness bounces off every sentence.
And the things I love most stay hidden between the lines.
My feelings overflow onto a blank page.
My worst fears tower in the shadow of each letter.
My happiness bounces off every sentence.
And the things I love most stay hidden between the lines.
small excerpt from a long poem/rant about how writing has always been there for me no matter what. I changed a couple of things to make it more of a poem but yeah here it is.
