I’ve written about insecurities
Lost loves and broken hearts
I wrote about empty moments
Of laying alone in the dark

I wrote down some of my dreams
As if it would make them real
I’ve written him hopeful letters
To try and change the way he feels

I wrote so much, so often
I wrote all my feelings away
I wrote him out of my life
And now there’s nothing left to say

I wrote down everything I deserve
Future hopes and new desires
But I’m finding myself out of words –
I need to be inspired.

  • The Dalema. March 3, 2017.
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