I want to write a book.
I want to write a book telling the incredible tales about myself.
I want my feelings to ooze off of the pages and cling directly to your heart.
I want those who read me to hear me and feel me.
Hesitant, I hardly ever want to speak upon my darkness.
I don't want to tell people about how I am hurting, I don't want to tell people that I am still learning.
I want to write a book yet I am afraid of myself.
I have fumbled and I have fallen, life sometimes rips me apart and makes me forget why I ever dove all in.
Intimately, somewhere deep down inside of me I Still Want To Write A Book,
I just forgot how to let ya'll in.
Wants are desires secretly lusted after.. In due time, I know I will produce what I have been after. Happy New Years my friends lets go after what our hearts have set out for!
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