Mar 2019
every moment captured line by line
line by line comes as easy to me as breathing in and out
each and every line, an opportunity to connect
this gnawing, exhausted and angry soul grips my chest
I am barely living with all the passing thoughts
passing thoughts that keep me up at night
putting those thoughts down line by line
helps me find the quiet and peace I need to heal
I am reaching out to you to be vulnerable again
line by line my soul heals
line by line comes as easy to me as breathing in and out
each and every line, an opportunity to connect
this gnawing, exhausted and angry soul grips my chest
I am barely living with all the passing thoughts
passing thoughts that keep me up at night
putting those thoughts down line by line
helps me find the quiet and peace I need to heal
I am reaching out to you to be vulnerable again
line by line my soul heals
I am so difficult on myself and the poems I write. Cliché, but true, we're our own worst enemies. I get so consumed with the technical parts, criticize myself for not capturing enough imagery... then I just don't write. When I am not writing, I am not working through my thoughts or emotions. I shouldn't consume myself with what other people think and just write.
