Throbbing pain if not expressed.
Triggering thought when not addressed.
Like a bugging headache when stressed.
These things are unwelcomed guests!
Writing- you're irresistible, haunting
Fingers trembling, ink spilling,
I hurry to catch my thoughts
Like catching the wind.
Like an unseen ghost, you're existing
But it's you, it's you that sends me shivers.
Ah, writing... a sickness.
Yes, writing...a fever.
Absolutely something I'm crazy about.
Something that I can't live without.
YOU ARE READING
Malice
FantasyThere once was a legend of a boy who wielded the Vorpal sword. "He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought- So rested he by the Tumtum tree And stood awhile in thought." From out of the Tulgey Wood he came, an...
