Hello reader,
If you have stayed this far to reach the last chapter, you have my sincerest gratitude.
Life hasn't treated me with it's gentler hand and despite having innumerable insecurities about my thought process, I had taken up the challenge to get out of my comfort zone and put up my mind written in words for the living world to see. I'm aware that my poems are no walk in the park of flowers, rather a frantic run in the maze of thorns you lost your way in. I write the way I think and I have always been someone who lives in the shadowed part of my mind.
Nonetheless, it seems, some, if not all, appreciate the way I write. Some have even understood my words in deeper levels than I thought was possible. To those who reached out to me after reading my work, I am grateful. The hand of help, the bridge of communication was much needed for someone like me who is always drowning inside her own mind.
The journey that this book was for me has been surprisingly enlightening and I have decided I bid you farewell here. It's time I reflect on what I have gained in this journey.
With hope in heart to be able to write on the lighter side of life in future,
Phenyx
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The Unsaid
PuisiA Collection of Pain Poetry that I couldn't tell the world but whispered to my pen.
