If you aren't even trying to be happy, what is the point in life?
What I mean by this is if you aren't doing what you love, writing poetry, then what are you doing? Playing video games? Surfing social media?
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By Linnaea Mallette
Have you given yourself permission to write?
Maybe you haven't thought of it quite like that. Maybe you dabble but you don't think you're good enough to compile your poetry into a book. Or, you don't think your poetry is good enough for anyone to read. I have at least one friend like that. She thinks her poetry is too dark and no one will want to read it, that it is better left inside her mind.
Our words are scratching at us, wanting to be written. We can numb ourselves out but the scratching is still there, numb a little more and maybe you won't feel anything at all.
But what kind of life is that?
You know you want more, you want to see your poetry, your words, to see the light of day. I know you can do it. The time is now, not yesterday, not tomorrow but now.
If you can't find your happy place, embrace the dark, I do. Nothing ever stays the same, dark moves to light and light to dark.
If you don't let the dark out, the light can't shine.
All The Things I Never Said by Mae Krell and Tiffany Tremaine
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