Free verse № 96175
Diary
Place ink upon the paper,
to solidify your thoughts.
The tears make the color run,
and add texture to your hands.
There's nothing wrong with hoping
but dreams die hard and fast.
So place the book upon the table,
and believe in what you have.
I know you're scared,
of the monsters in your room.
They're only here for Christmas,
and maybe New Years Day.
Don't beg them for their mercy,
they have no more to give.
So burn that wretched tome,
it's not really who you are.
Compressed thoughts give hope
to the notion that life can
be placed on a page.
6 comments
Pretty much the only thing it won't let you do is bold, etc. (and indent the first line).
I'm with you on this right up to "compressed thoughts." It seems to be saying that journaling is a good thing, which many of us think it is. Second to living, it's quite satisfying.
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