Writing is my way of escaping reality
I didn’t really know it at first
But this is what keeps me going
He helps me piece my life together
And slay the labyrinth in my mind
I can easily disguise myself
Behind these beautifully written words
Hiding behind the thick pages
Of my lockable (secret name) journal
Where a million thoughts roam freely
Isn’t it a sweet twisted gift
To be able to write what you feel?
To trust your pages more than people
How HIS WORDs bring a lifeless paper to Life
Carved onto it with numerous secrets and real fantasies
K.J š°šŖ

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