my lost and unspoken words,
enter my bloodstream, and make me bleed in colors.
the colors that make and create what i am,
a walking mystery,
with more stories to keep.
a broken enigmatic soul,
i truly had a lot to say,
but no will to say it.
and yet,
here i am.
so,
i let the ink spill on paper.
~
a/n: ahh~ here it is! the finale of a loss for words. this book was completed in 2017, and only now in 2023, i've edited it. and finally, i can walk away from the first poem book i ever started. i've definitely come a long way since. look out for my next one, very soon :)
thank you to all who have kept reading and supporting this book.
-a.j
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loss for words
Poetryevery day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, b...
