It's Amy, Love

I'd like to introduce myself starting with where I am in life right now, this moment, this typed sentence. I've found some relief from a deep depression, one I didn't think I was ever going to break thru and quite frankly, in such despair, I didn't care if I did or not. The slight shift in my mood, the spark in the dark cave, the dim light at the end of a lonely, dark tunnel, came from this community and reading and writing. I've kept my thoughts to myself for a long time, only releasing them in sudden outbursts to undeserving listeners. I don't feel insecure here. I know my writing has errors, run on sentences and quickly put together but it doesn't matter. What matters is I'm writing. Saying something. Getting some of the grief out in a form of art. I'm motivating and inspiring myself and maybe along the way I'll empower someone else too.
blackout poetry.jpg
Love, Lov

H2
H3
H4
3 columns
2 columns
1 column
Join the conversation now
Logo
Center