I loved reading books.
Yes I said it in the past with an “Ed”.
I used to read all the time;
Whether in the bathroom or waiting in a line.
Infact which inspired me to write my own writings,
So I started with small poetries and stories of mine.
And to compile it all together I made a blog, a small blog.
Surprisingly, the readers loved the idea and they started to pile on.
6 months into my log
With 2 blogger awards
And I knew I was already out of the words;
Or maybe that I got a new effing brand new iPhone,
so I’d rather waste my time in it than going to write my blog backwards..
I just couldn’t write anymore,
Felt like all my stars had fallen on the floor;
Was full of no emotions;
Basic ideas only for instagram double tap likes
and tik tok slow motions.
And now, now I think I need to rush back
To call the emotions and words that I lack
To feel alive and regained
I’m going to START WRITING AGAIN