Writing is my escape. It’s the thing that jerks me out of my head for a while, distracts me from the noise, helps me channel my frustrations into words — helps me heal.

So why are words not coming easily to me lately, even when life feels so hard?

Your Reminders

I forgot what I was capable of —

These feelings building up inside me
The gleeful grin lighting up my face
At the sound of your name on my tongue
And the thought of your lips on mine

Thanks for reminding me how this feels