i can't help but stare at the blank page, hoping something will magically appear.
an answer, maybe; to all the questions swirling around in my head.
you fill the void, most times.
now, all you fill are my thoughts.
i want to escape.
you said i'm making the wrong decision.
you always say that.
help me understand what is so special about it.
what makes it of higher importance?
fill the void, fill the page.
empty my thoughts.
escape the outcome.
YOU ARE READING
The Forgotten Journals III
PuisiPart Three of "The Forgotten Journals" Series. "My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite." (Act II, scene ii) Roméo & Juliet
