~I’ve been away since October 18, yup, a pretty long time, but that’s because I’ve never been hit by a writer’s block before. Now I know what it feels like.
I couldn’t keep up with my weekly posting schedules too, yes, but please exempt me this one time?
It’s been a hard time for me to write.
So, to overcome this writer’s block, I tried thinking about why I originally used to write and this is what I came up with.
I hope you like it! =)
I write to lessen the burden on my mind,
To let others know of the problems that are mine.
I write to silence the chaos in my head,
In hopes that my words will wash away the tear stains on my bed.
Look at me now,
And all you’ll see is a hollow human.
Born and brought up in pain,
This shell of a person lives in confusion.
My thoughts are gunpowder,
And my mouth’s a gun.
But a pen’s the trigger,
And my end has just begun.
To begin my demise,
I’ll smile and sacrifice,
All that was never mine to begin with,
Blurred memories and fake gifts.
Why I write, you ask.
I don’t know, I say.
Truth is, I know.
But it’s more than what words can convey.
I write the things I am not strong enough to say,
So you’ll always find me with a smile on my face.
And while you see these words and read,
I’ll cut myself open and bleed.
For if my words can’t wash away my tears,
Then maybe my blood will.
But until then,
My breath will stay still.
-Megha Bhartiya 💜
©️Megha Bhartiya, inksoakedsoul.wordpress.com