Writing is what comes to mind when I think of expressing myself. It is the only art form that ever came easy. The flow of ideas strung together by only a page. It can mean whatever I want it to mean, making it the most impactful art form in my eyes.
hush your hoarse and cracked voice and write / with a splotchy gel pen, a permanent marker rolling / in the junk drawer, a stolen ballpoint from a doctor’s office…
loneliness what a contradictory thingto wake up to an empty bedto sit across airto say nothing, allowing for your tongue to numbas it…
Even when the world burns,and the chaos is inevitable,and the scars do not healand there is no way to make…
My river of ink has finally run dry and its bank of blank sheets are vast, haunting. How do I…
I put the poetry on pause The Poe in me, lost cause The flow in me, found flaws And slowly…
this is a piece about writer’s block. stars are in the sky and there are stars, stars swirling against a…
Go to any quotation site, and you’ll notice that most of the quotes come from famous people. However, whoever said…
