Haiku #12

Writing was the way
I escaped until all I wrote
became about you

 

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7 thoughts on “Haiku #12

  1. So much in so little, beauty lost in darkness, fighting its way to the surface. When something burns into your writing, engulfing everything and trying to steal your escape away as they did your heart, you can’t help but express it. We are what we are, without expressing our hurt, our pain, our love, we are nothing. Purge, purge, purge, get all of the emotions out, all of the pain, the anger, the hurt, keep going until one day you wake up and realise that you haven’t thought about it, haven’t wrote about it, haven’t lived it for a long time.

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