Chapter 110: A rambling thank you.
Do you ever think about me?
I mean YOU.
The person reading this...
Or do you think it's
Piles of superficial shit?
Just to make a list?
Its...
Difficult.
Having to feel
Having to deal
So much to get these out...
Poetry is heavier than you'd think...I often lose sleep.
But that is not what it is about
Its...
Tedious
Having to relive
The moments of sorrow
Shame.
Guilt.
All of my greatest doubts...
Cycling through all the memories
Throwbacks to darker things
that I'd much rather have fucking thrown out...
I can imagine that a lot of you can somehow relate...
You've felt something of what I've felt.
That's not something I'd debate...
To be an artist means you have to absorb all the hate.
You have to brush the dirt off if you really want to be great.
Sometimes I sit and think
I let my mind
Travel back in time.
Just
As long as I know it's not real
I'll make it back just fine...
Lets
Take a moment just to reel
Through the shifting blinds
Guess
What I traded in that deal?
Read between the lines...
Yes
I think I know where this is going
How my words are flowing
On my sleeve
My emotions
Are showing
Watch it, how they're glowing...
And
I think that letting people in
Showing the world my scars
Is somehow helping me out...
I know that none of you know me
But you keep on reading
So my poetry must stand out.
It helps with my sense of belonging
To know that you care enough to simply keep coming back.
I want you to know
That it means so much more than I have words to say
And that is a fact.
I tend to express myself through my writing
It's better than fighting
It's better than talking
It's easier still.
I can't thank you all enough
For being here with me.
I'll never stop posting.
I'll die on that hill.
I just ask that you be patient with me
My mind can be slippery
I may take days to post new things...
But I give you my word
I will keep the works coming for you
Till this body is pushing up greens.
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