My Truth

by Beautiful Chaos   May 22, 2007

Writing is where I purge,
Whether good or bad,
Ambitions, dreams and feelings,
Everything I've had.

All that comes to be,
Shall come to live here too,
Inked upon the page,
Molded by my view.

Some will understand it,
Others will not try,
No matter what the reader sees,
My truth is still no lie.


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  • 17 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    Wow! You always amaze me. Wonderful Job on portraying how writing makes you feel. It is such a deep release of tension to pen emotions onto paper. Great Job.


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