Haiku #12 Written by ilcaffenerodilunedi Writing was the way I escaped until all I wrote became about you Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... 7 thoughts on “Haiku #12” that happens LikeLiked by 1 person Reply It does happen but then what next? Find another escape or stop running? LikeLike Reply Agree LikeLiked by 1 person Reply 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. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thx for your beautiful and kind words.. 🙏🏿 LikeLike Reply Thank you for sharing yourself and whats inside, it takes a lot to do that. I write fiction, its east, I lie, it’s all fake, it’s harder to bear yourself naked, for the world to see. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply The pleasure is mine…I believe that there are different ways of self expression and there’s no easy one but each of us has a way that works best for us. So keep doing what you do. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.