When I write, words flood my senses. Senses.. sentences! I write sentences of millions of words that come out with my breath as I breathe when writing. I have passion for every letter, every word, every sentence, every paragraph, every chapter, and every book I write. I keep writing and writing, there's no stop to it.. All I do is write and write and write for forever with no end and with no beginning. Beginning, where was the beginning? I can't remember, I was like five? I started young. That was the only beginning and now I write nonstop, I write continunously. I will write all years I live until the time's up. Death is the end to my carreer, I'll write till my death.. If there's an afterlife like I imagine there is, I will write about my death. Reflect my whole life! I will publish all my words to everyone who's with me after life..
Trauma's, what's a trauma? A memory that won't go away without therapy, without support, without friends, or without family. A bad memory. A memory you'll never forget or change, but you can give it a place, right? I'm not half as far of how long my life's supposed to last, but I feel like I'm gonna die. I wanna die, but I'm afraid to. Afraid to dissolve into nothing, to make the people around me be sad. I shouldn't die, I'm the youngest of my family. I'll die later, when everyone I love is dead too. When I maybe am like a hunderd-and-two. I'm rhyming, like I'm writing a song, a poem, a poetic letter to death itself.
So this is my life, endless sentences, paragrahps, stories, chapters, books, series, letters, words.. everything you can imagine that has to do with writing! Then there's writersblock, how many times will I be having that? A million times? How big? How long? How short? And how? Will it just be inspirationless or pain in my finger, will I ever have to stop writing because my wrists hurt? Because my fingers hurt? Because I need a fake hand that can't write formally? Will I have a fatal injuries?
All I do is write, for forever..................
