Always Almost, Until It Wasn't

i am the one hiding between the lines in over-stuffed drawers torn diaries, outdated dates nameless and anonymous filled with passion and drive fearfully expressive, hiding in a forgotten corner my voice was too loud, I was silenced yet here I am breaking the boundaries, opening forgotten books, to find my voice again, to bring life to the dead to paint the words in rainbows i am the one across these words embodied in contents sharing my life to who’d listen so listen closely read between the lines you’ll find my torn diaries of outdated dates filled with drive and passion.