I am accumulating drafts again.
Things I thought I needed to say,
But that I didn’t find good enough
To be seen by others; by strangers.

Who cares what I think?
But that’s exactly what I need
To find out. Who cares?
I need to find you
So I can tell you everything
That’s burning inside me,
Because writing it all down
Doesn’t do away with all the pain.

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2 thoughts on “”

  1. Loved this. I have drafts everywhere too…
    Writing things down doesn’t make the pain go away, no… It does help me process things though. Sharing with someone special, I think, helps us feel heard, known, accepted… loved…

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