I know but I don’t tell others.
I hide where nobody can see me.
I scream but nobody hears a sound.
Nobody cares to find me
And I’m okay with that.
At least sometimes.
Story written but can’t erase
So I try not to inscribe more
I inhale but cant breath
So I exist but I don’t live
Quiet don’t make a sound
I don’t want them to know I’m alive
Sleep without dreaming
Rest but not to catch my breath
Movement with no progression
I’m not looking for an escape
So don’t come and find me
But I’ll be here if you need me
Searching within to find a way out.
About Me
- J
- I love writing. If you want to know anything else just ask me or else read up! I have two blogs ("A Pen Itching To Bleed Onto Paper" and "The Rebirth of J"). One of my blogs (A Pen...) is updated more frequently than the other. "The Rebirth” is more of a story I am writing with my life whereas "A Pen" would be my random thoughts past, present, and future in this unfolding journey I call life. If this is your first time reading my blog, please visit Post #2 for the month of April 2008 in my "A Pen" blog archives... Thanks!
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3 comments:
J. I just wanted to tell you the drawing on your heading fits your blog name so perfectly. I know you know this but wanted you to know I noticed, I think you are very talented.
I like that. Who was that by?
*M*
Paula- Thank you that means a lot. :)
Missy - Glad you like it. Me.
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