Good night! Good morning!
I believe either intro will suffice since I’m posting this at just past 1:00 in the morning. I was looking at emails from an account that I don’t frequently check, and found my eye caught by some emails from WordPress, so I decided to take a look at my blog. One thing led to another, and here I am preparing a post for my very few readers.
I have decided to post a poem that I wrote my junior year of school because… well, why the hell not? It’s one of the only poems I’ve ever written that I believe to be worth sharing, so that’s exactly what I’m going to do- share it! I hope you enjoy, and maybe find yourself inspired to jot down a few words of your own.
Not broken, but still.
Still the same being,
Deluded by an emptiness of heart.
A puzzle pieced together,
But not quite solved.
Completion and finality remain untouched in the distance,
As an idle fog approaches to replace the void.
Self-doubt is asphyxiation.
Lost purpose: a knife.
Past impure, present danger,
The future is a billowing, white flag.
Thanks for reading.