I realize that if I do not write,
I will perish.
My being will smolder and rot,
unless I find the courage
to free my feelings,
thoughts and emotions
from the pit.
My pen will be my sword
to pierce through the darkness.
On Writing
I realize that if I do not write,
I will perish.
My being will smolder and rot,
unless I find the courage
to free my feelings,
thoughts and emotions
from the pit.
My pen will be my sword
to pierce through the darkness.
