Bleeding through pen |
To write is to cut your vein and bleed. To witness the shades of black and grey emerge from that blood. To notice each cell dance, squirm in pain, crave endless connection, wallow in loneliness, and dissolve as if it never existed.
To write is to dissect the widening gap between your emerging personas. To understand the dissonance. To crave synchronization. To beg for a guiding light. To refuse to........