And another thing to carry the memories of each of these moments in which you were your lowest mentally, emotionally, socially, academically and spiritually on constant repeat at the back of your mind that you fear creating new religions lest you repeat history, but you repeated them anyway. But alas, you took tentative steps out of hiding and loved the breath of fresh air you took in and the new acquaintance is made. But situations showed
Hi. This is such a hard hitting and beautiful, beautiful writer
Bloomix Bennie
@Bloomix2003 · 1:47
Hi. I just want to say thank you for writing such a poem that I can relate to. I ate that phase, that dark face when I felt all those negative emotions, like shame it is. I used to get out of the situation and go back writing. It was like a style echo. But when I finally felt what fresh air felt like, I was like, Nah, I'm done. I'm done. This is the end