I'm proud of myself..sort of...
Because, if I'm honest, it's really...not okay.
Just a little thought compilation of mine. Don't forget to support your local lernin' child!
I wrote a poem about my anxiety and my bedroom and how I coped with things when I had let go of my writing.
Just a lil' poem
I think I went through a stage where I was really questioning if I was worth everything God had done for me. Anyways, another poem I found in my journal, I hope ya'll find it interesting! The solemn silence that fills this place. The Broken hearts longing to be replaced, the worried tales of a [...]
I am no expert at poetry.