I stopped writing then.
I was afraid
if I opened my mind and
let the words pour out
I would break.
That is why
I could not write.
All of these feelings.
All of these thoughts.
They festered
deep inside my stomach
until one day
my hand found my pen
and began again.
YOU ARE READING
Bare Bones
PoetryA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
