“today is the first day of the rest of our lives”
i don’t remember who said it but i think it fits.
writting is an outlet that i use to express myself,
so many people will say it is a useless skill
because it won’t get you anywhere in life.
but it isn’t.
writting is the only way to keep your head on straight
while spinning in the whirl pool of life.
writting is the only way to vent what’s inside
while keeping it inside.
writting is the only way to be yourself
while standing side by side with conformists.
writting isn’t just a passion,
or a skill,
it’s a way of life.
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Have you ever just felt like crying?
This place I go is safe, / Hidden behind scarlet curtains / And Rose tinted windows. This place I go is beautiful, / So many shades of red / Make a kaleidoscope scene. This place I go is quiet,…
I don’t belong / On a street of gemstone highways / And diamond accent sidewalks. / I have no tires to drive upon the jewels, / No use for their beauty, / Other than to stare. / My feet are dirty, c…
And yet, / I still can’t bring myself / To look at you.
You are floating silently above the clouds, / Above the trees, the grass, the ground. / You can see that perfect light, / It’s all so blissful, so serene.
I go there in my dreams quite often, / And not because I have an bland subconscience.