Do you know what I feel like? A hole, a pit deep down inside of me. And yet I'm realizing that I'm not healed... you know, every day I have this carpet covering my pit. Telling myself "Oh I'm healed," or "I feel better when really I'm Just avoiding it, trying to forget it, And anytime I remember or hear it I fall back in to it, while sometimes it's easy and short to get back up but it's mostly hard and long to get out of it again
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The Writer's World
PoetryThis book is about my poems that I have done Throughout my whole life, My first poem is how I got into poetry. Please, and thank you for giving this book a try.🙂
