Finding Peace

I’ve not felt like writing these past few days

Which for me is as scary as anything

Normally, when I don’t write,

It’s because I can’t make sense

Of what the voices in my head are telling me

Or because the voices are absent

Sadistically silent

But not lately

No, we have been conversing

Amicably, like the old friends we are, in truth

And a peace has come over me

A peace I have experienced only once before

In my darkest hour

And that scares me

More than anything ever could

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9 Comments

      1. You’re so welcome! I may not always hit the like button, but I am enjoying your writing! I’m terrible at hitting that like button’. Unless I’m reading in reader. Not something that I’m proud of…­čś×

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        1. No need to worry about that ­čÖé Now that I know, I’ll just imagine an extra like on each of my posts.
          I’m not always good at hitting that button either. And I’m even worse at commenting and such.

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