As a writer, I normally know exactly how I want to express myself. Not lately. So I’ve kept silent. In anger, in disgust, in despair of these troubling times, I took to pen and paper. A small glimpse of my own personal healing and feelings; however this still isn’t a clear depiction of my thoughts because my thoughts aren’t even clear. I’ve crumpled up this paper too many times this week. A poem, nonetheless. 

 

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