Hi, book lovers. This post is, yet another poem! It’s a little more sad. It’s about how sometimes we can feel down, but I know that writing will always be there to make things feel okay. I hope you like it. Please do let me know what you think in the comments section below!
Broken
When the darkness falls
during the loneliest hours of the night
and when everything feels far away
when it feels like I’m breaking away into dust
Words written in ink onto pure white paper
they become an unprescribed medicine
a kind of healing for my saddened soul
and make everything feel more real
I find it slightly strange
that a mixture of a few words, utterances and sentences
can cure a life
but I’ll never stop
because when I’m writing words
creating characters
developing stories
that is when I feel the most alive
Sadness becomes something I can conquer
when there is a pen in my hand
the stories lock gentle fingers through mine
and make everything all right
Words may not always hold the most depth
but in the right context, they are a smile
to guide me in the right direction
and to put my broken mind at ease.
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