I trap my feelings on the page, the screen, the paper prison bursting with words. Carefully, I line them up in rows, containing the chaos in my mind. I tie them down with punctuation, periods planting them firmly in black and white so they can't fly up to hit and scream, to touch, to change, to rage and shred my unsteady reality
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Seriously. Wow.
So strong, and vibrant and...echoes my feelings about writing as therapy.
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I wasn't even sure what genre to call it.
I am glad it came across..the ideas behind it. I wasn't sure it would.
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Yes, it came across. Loud, clear, beautifully.
:)
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A very nifty take on the prompt!
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Thanks for commenting!!
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Yes, I guess it is what writing is. I wasn't sure WHAT to call this (genre?) but it..writing it was helpful somehow.
Thank you for your kind words!
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