You can't stop her even if you try, for she was letting someone else write her story for too long so she decided to take matters into her own hands. Now she's the writer, guided by a silent symphony only she can hear. She's the main character, she's done with letting life live by itself.
YOU ARE READING
Writing to breath
PoetryI live vicariously through writing. I share myself in pages. I'm a word wonder. Soup for the soul. This is a space to write about what I feel and hopefully everyone can relate to a certain degree. I started this on Instagram, but here I'll accept r...
