I choose to write because it's perfect for me.
It's an escape, a place I can go to hide.
It's a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It's a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It's a book, when I need to be somewhere else.
It's control, when I feel so out of control.
It's healing, when everything seems pretty messed up.
And it's fun, when life is just flat-out boring.
For the record an old one.
"Emptiness awaits at every corner I pass by.
Chats, talks even the fights that happened
This oh so emotional feeling is getting on my nerves
There's more to what I deserve
Yet the guilt the pain is determined to stay
Its just you that is fading away."
- vaibhav nagesh.
#infected.
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