This has been a beautiful journey and I never wanted it to end this way. Wattpad was one of my biggest accomplishment. Maybe I diminished it's value over time such as I do for every thing I accomplish. Writing was something that found me when I thought I had nothing of my own.
My poems were my everything, they helped me survive on nights I didn't think I could, feelings weaved into metaphors, philosophical thoughts into rhyming words, every poem held a meaning untold. Maybe, for you it talked about how the world is collapsing or how we are slowly drowing, but for me all of them held a peice of myself in them. A part of my soul, spilled into ink.
Now you must be thinking why I'm using past tense.. well let's just say I lost everything. Well most of it .. I wrote about 50 poems till now, I started around last year. Leaving all the rants, the paragraphs, the essays I wrote...... [To be continued in my latest post]