There’s an urge inside of me. A force that keeps me writing.
Every writings is a product of my imagination and desire to express what’s in my heart, mind, and soul.
It is me being naked with my thoughts and emotions.
A genuine confession of my being.
As I write, I go deeper with myself and understand the hidden truth about me.
Writing is a process and healing.
It is me, sharing the piece of me to the world.
I have no idea if someone will read my piece and connect with my words. It just that, I’m unraveling part of me through writing.
Writing is like being naked creatively.
I’ll keep on weaving words and giving life with my emotions through words.