It occurred to me today, as I decided to take a look into my past, that I used to write. I was a poet. I was reading some of my old work today and something hit me. The last two lines of a poem that I wrote back in high school.
So i can heal, instead of hide.
I feel so angry with myself. I have been so lost for a few years now. I have been hiding instead of healing. It is time to stop hiding from myself so that I can live my life.
See Through the Paper
Doodles litter my notebook
like snowflakes dancing through the trees
beyond the window sill
lined paper
decorated with words and pictures from my soul
Seeing through the paper
Past what one pen forms
with the black ink
that's truly where I am
just trying to think
Trying to learn who I am
What's inside
So I can heal
Instead of hide.
This is not one of my best, but today it captured me.
