I write because it reminds me that the world is bigger than myself. I write because it humbles me to tell someone else’s story. I write because I discover things I never knew I could find. I write because thinking in poem stanzas has become a habit. I write because I don’t know how to stop. I write because I don’t want to stop. I write to find an outlet. I write to clear some space in my brimming, restless mind. I write to feel something. I write to understand the loud emotions I feel. I write to understand how the world can be so messy and beautiful. I write to understand how I can still be completely in love with it.
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Sarah D
Thank you so much for the comment Grace! I really appreciate the feedback! I'm glad you can identify with my piece and I understand exactly what you mean about bursting from huge ideas. Thanks again, Sarah.
Grace Mary Potts
I definitely relate to the line: "I write to clear some space in my brimming, restless mind. I write to feel something." Sometimes ideas can become so beautiful and complicated and HUGE in my mind that I think I'll burst if I don't write it all down.
And I adore the first line, for no reason other than the fact that it's beautiful.
This is gorgeous Sarah. You've done a wonderful job ^-^