to ... ,
the light is blaring brightly from my laptop as i write this letter to you all. my thoughts are a mess along with my emotions.
school is stressing me out and im not doing as great as i was last year.
im worried.
im staying up later and getting up earlier.
but as i write this to you, there is no stress.
the weight is lifted off my lungs and i can breathe,
the fog is clear and i can see.
in past years, i was never good with conveying or dealing with my emotions, but as i grow up and learn about the freedom of poetry, i start to deal with them more.
writing about drowning in the dark abyss called the ocean or laying down in a bright field of color is something that helps with feeling alone.
naturally and silently, the tears stream down as i look back to the things i have written, at things i have made out of nothing but pure emotion.
then when the high tide passes, and it gives into the low tide; when the tears pass, and my face dries, i finally smile again.
-m
ps do you guys like these kinds of letters?
pps i dont mean to sound greedy or rude but please vote for my letters...
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to all the boys ive loved before
Romancea hurt girl writes about those who taught her to smile and cry top rankings - #1 in truestories #9 in mylife
