Being a writer is like being all these people in one soul. You have to be the mom and dad, the teacher, the sister the dog, the police, the Therapist all in one lifetime, and people wonder why I go crazy if I don't write. I'm being suffocated by all the lives I'm not living, I have to be all of them. I have to be the neighbor and that really cute guy down the street, sometimes it's a bit crowded up there and all these voices speak at once like a whole lot tabs are open and I'm not sure which one to listen to and ignore.
I've never been a graceful writer, my pen does not glide over the paper rather I scribble for I fear if I'm too slow I'll forget what I wanted to write.
Being a writer is making sure you have a notebook at all times otherwise while on the bus you'll scribble on your ticket and when the inspector comes around it's all just ink, and you smile sheepishly while he reads about the feel of her hand on on your bare chest and the pool in your panties when she litters kisses down your neck.
More often than not you'll find scribbles on the hem of my shirt about how true love resides in the eyes, and my room is full of papers that I can never seem to throw away, and my blood is the ink I pour on paper.
Please tell me that saving all these people in my head won't end up killing me.
YOU ARE READING
From The Attic (poetry)
PoesíaFrom the attic is a book with thoughts and qoutes and countless poems I've stringed together with the scattered words in my mind. any
