Many places, I've come to know, People of different cultures, too; They all have their thing, Something that they can do, But not me, not yet, My talent has yet to show up. I write and write, plots And twists and poems and Even the rare favorite of The readers I've lured And ensnared in my blog. Yet deep inside, I force myself To write the words that meet The lines of text and thoughts. Then I turn to run, and Find the wind upon my face As I escape my life, But it always catches up, And the worries I face Distract me, making the Outside world obsolete. Even in reading, I find Myself buried in stories That show misfortune in the Lives of fictional characters, Directly only to do as they Were told by the writer. And yet, in stories there is a Beauty unmatched by reality, A world that eventually Results in kindness and Peace and excitement. And being in those worlds, If only for a mere moment, Is my hobby. If only I could Be the character in the ...
lol. I love this
ReplyDeleteI really should have a marathon...
ReplyDeleteWell, you said you have a list of things to submit? If 5+ items are on that list, I could make it happen :D
DeleteMaybe. Too bad 2 of the 4 things I listed don't exist yet. XD
DeleteOh lol. Well, hey, work on 'em, and we could aim for the 31st of January. Gives you plenty of time
Deleteha, ha. No pressure or anything. I have to first finish "Kidnapped" (a horribly dull working title) and then Kyra and Mark Doing Dumb Stuff 3: Surviving Boredom"
DeleteI can't wait to read them! :D
Deletelol. Me too!
DeleteThank you so muuuchhh
ReplyDeleteI can'y wait. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome. I’m so excited for this.
ReplyDeleteYay! Me too!
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