Writing has become my way of life
But in a way its scary.
I look up and think
writing anything down that feels necessary.
Whenever i write i cant help but want to cry
writing has become my downfall
Writing adds no more sparkle to my eyes
What part of myself do i not yet understand
Perhaps i need to walk the journey myself
Stand on a roof and let myself go
-Masked C
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Poetry
PoetrySometimes not being alright is alright. Im not talking about depression. Im talking about the shi that gets your head spinning Take a walk with me through my words of poetry
