silence.

i am the dark
silence
of the night
in your room
sharing space
with your blues

occasionally
interrupted
by the howling
cries of your
deserted life.

After I’m done

I want to write,
to create,
raw words, and unorthodox sentences.
weird, but honest to my core
literature.

and to be able to
look myself in the eye
after I’d done it.

after I’m done writing
about myself.

Create

“When you don’t create things, you become defined by your tastes rather than ability. Your tastes only narrow & exclude people.

So create.”