"-the light is so bright it hurts my weary eyes...so beautiful and blinding. Almost too beautiful. I dive back underneath the gritty, life-less soil. I can't stand the light. I don't deserve it. I'll never deserve it, nothing even close to it...not after what I've done." I just scribbled this down on paper today as I was trying to inspire myself to get some writing done. I kinda want to go on with it...keep writing on it, but at this point I'm too tired to do much else. |
Hi and welcome to W.Com. Just thought I'd be first to write in your notebook! Checkout "The Newbies Academy Group" at our public forum "Newbies Academy Registration - OPEN" if you need any help. Regards, Sisco. |