I write what I deny to think in my own head. I surprise myself as I watch these thoughts become real. It feels like someone else holds the pen and writes things I didn’t know I feel. He writes all that I thought I conquered but all I did was, lose to it.
It’s a reminder of all the things we don’t tell ourselves to keep up the lie of sanity. It’s a remembrance of all that we don’t know about ourselves, that our shadow hides. These writings are the brush with insanity that I am denied.
Writing is an incredible process.
It sure is
Completely agree. 🙂
I’m glad
Word.
Thanks!
This is a wonderful prospective
Thank you!
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“It feels like someone else holds the pen and writes things I didn’t know I feel.”
This is exactly how I feel when I journal. In fact, I liken journalling to learning how to listen to yourself. Great post. Thanks for sharing!
Hi Rahul. Fellow writer. Long time no see.
Hello, hope all’s well!
Itzzz awesome!
Thank you Pratibha 💫
I agree:):) It’s a wonderful description!
Thanks Karima!
good writing, nice to meet you!