Spoiler
I hadn't written anything for the longest time out of discourgement, but I'm back and I hope to stay.
I’ve been gone for awhile.
I didn’t plan to come back.
But something called me,
the voice of habit.
Anger swells as tension builds,
And the urge to lay it out,
is something I cant resist.
To put it all in black and white,
and this feeling will presist.
I left this world,
threw it all away.
I was done with this.
Yet here I am
and I think I plan to stay.
