I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
The Ocean Of Noise
I'm worried that if I suddenly disappeared, no one would know.
Their expectations of me have become a shell and so it doesn't matter whether I'm really here or not, a shell can be empty inside
I am not a witer/poet, so i can never imagine your situation. But for me, the main strength in your writing is the clear vision about life. So please keep it. And be true to yourself. Whether or not we, your readers, like what you write. There's always someone who will.
My expectation of you is that you continue writing so I can read it and gain a deeper understanding of myself through your words. But I love how you keep me accountable and remind me you're not just words on a page, or a blog, or a poet. I so appreciate that, and I so appreciate your words - however truthful or raw or honest they are. All I can be is greatful for what you are, who you are, and how greatly you can shake our beings with what you are so gifted at. Thank you for making me think deeper than what's right in front of me. Thank you for being here.
I would know
ReplyDeleteI needed this. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteShells can be shed and regrown to your liking.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I leave.
ReplyDeleteI am not a witer/poet, so i can never imagine your situation. But for me, the main strength in your writing is the clear vision about life. So please keep it. And be true to yourself. Whether or not we, your readers, like what you write. There's always someone who will.
ReplyDeleteI see not your shell; in your words I see your soul.
ReplyDeleteYour words are hauntingly beautiful. - M.
ReplyDeleteMy expectation of you is that you continue writing so I can read it and gain a deeper understanding of myself through your words. But I love how you keep me accountable and remind me you're not just words on a page, or a blog, or a poet. I so appreciate that, and I so appreciate your words - however truthful or raw or honest they are. All I can be is greatful for what you are, who you are, and how greatly you can shake our beings with what you are so gifted at. Thank you for making me think deeper than what's right in front of me. Thank you for being here.
ReplyDeleteI have never met you in my life. I only read your blog. I can say, if you gone, i would know.
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