No longer ashamed🌹
There have been several times where I would just grab my notebook and my pen, and I would write my pain away. I would write even when I would be blinded by the formation of my tears, in which I would try so hard to not allow them to fall. But it would be too late.
So, there I would be writing, a few tear stains couldn't stop me from pouring my heart out onto paper. I would always write from a hurting place. Parts of me wanted someone to find my writings one day and realize just how much pain I was really in. While other parts of me wanted my writings to be for my eyes only, unless I was willing to share.
I'm certainly not at that place in my life anymore. Now I share my feelings and my thoughts with anyone that's willing to read.
I'm no longer ashamed of my words.
I'm no longer ashamed of what I feel. I'm no longer ashamed.
-J.S.
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Bare Soul
PoetryMy Bare Soul can be found at the pit of the glistening waterfalls where my words reside. My loud vulnerability. My truth that I do not hide. My voice although unheard, my words make it come alive. Although it trembles, my hand or pen in it never sha...
