(2) journals

The action of writing

The scavenge for emotion

To only translate my reflection

Which has deepened my connection

Words were so anxious in my head

Until I saw them on paper

The paper in my mind wasn’t spelled right

The world would tell me how I was feeling

Now I tell myself

The 3-part story in a 2-part relationship

So if I’m wrong, the word will tell me so

Not the world

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Before bed, I explore the depths with ink and orange lighting

As I wind down

I have my mind now

The clear difference when I do listen

So the water settles, and I see my reflection

I do this every night

Helps me understand

If you never tried, you will never die

Looking back at the old me, never thought I could be.

All my prior notions holding me back weren’t gonna get me anywhere

Allow a new will

Allow God’s will.