Crumbled Paper


Drawing by Matt Wingett

Writers block
I’m left with strained lines of feelings
Trying to dig deep
Unearth my deepest thoughts

I don’t write to just write
It always comes from a certain feeling
A different time
A different life
For I am forever changing

No lies can be told here
My truth can not be suppressed
Yet I still struggle
With what to write next

Pen to paper
Let me confess something to you…

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    Anonymous says:

    The line ‘for I am forever changing’ feels like your pen is trying to keep up with you and getting a little out of breath. And ending with ‘Pen to paper, let me confess something’s to you…’ is such a tease girrrlll like the poem just leaned in and whispered, ‘wait for it’. 

    Keep you the great work! Proud of you. 

    Xo 

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