The thing is I have no desire to write anymore, a once healthy outlet now has become a chore. I just miss the days where I would write for hours and not even know how long I had been sitting in my desk chair. Just miss the fact I could write and pour out all of my built-up emotions onto a page. I just miss the old writer in me.
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Inbetween
PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
