Ink & Interruptions

Author’s note:

Hey everyone! I am about 3 pages into Chapter 9, but due to some interruptions (pun intended), I was not able to finish it this week.

So, in the meantime, I’m sharing a poem titled silence. It’s a very personal poem, and I know it’s a bit heavy, but please know, I am okay. Writing helps me process feelings that are hard for me to otherwise express. Writing allows me to give those feelings to something else–a page that will store them for me–protect me from them. I was hesitant to share this piece but have decided to publish it in case it resonates with any of you.

Remember that no matter how overwhelming the emotions may feel, you are valued and loved.

Thanks for your patience, and I’ll see you next week with Chapter 9.

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silence

My mind knows my worth

So who am I to contest

No value to unearth

Nothing left to invest

My constant companion pain

Overwhelming, never ending

Running through each vein

Too far past the stage of comprehending

Every breath a darkness

That swallows up my soul

The whispers come regardless

Of how hard I try to be whole

One day I’ll find release

With a kiss from death’s dark lips

As they murmur rest in peace

Finding silence inside its grip