I lie awake
in the stillness of the night
the depth of the silence
stealing my very breath.
My story
unfolds before you
bare naked
down to my very soul.
My scars are visible
as the clock strikes
its lonely hour
again and again.
Comfort finds me.
No longer can I hide
with this ink
I bleed the truth
upon these pages
beneath this surface of mine.
The Creative Chic
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i missed your writing… glad you picked up the pen again :o)
I missed it too. Thank you!
Beautiful💜
So kind, thank you. 💚
It’s the truth… You’re an amazing writer
Wow so are you, truly incredible. Just wow!
Thank you 💜💜💜
Beautiful scars, beautiful ink. Am enjoying swimming through your archives with strong coffee and a smile.
Glad to have you along on my journey!
I am really loving it!!