I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should

Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought”

I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.

Anne Sexton
  • I suddenly feel something about my uncle after feeling numb to it for almost a year.. I will write a poem about him and give it to my grandmother. I think she's still struggling with his suicide/death and I hope it will comfort her..
  • I wish my thoughts were visual, so I could show others what I feel and what I mean. Because everyone is so attuned to their eyes.

You sometimes think you want to disappear,
but all you really want is to be found.

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When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.

Billy, age 4