Where do I find myself writing the most?

Well sometimes on paper,

I might write in my phone notes,

Mostly on Prose.

Until I rip up the paper,

Delete the note,

Delete the post.

Hmm

My eyes finally make out the 3:34 AM on the clock as my mind races once more. I sigh pulling off the paper and write, "doctors appointment"

I lay down frustrated that my brain woke me up to write something that I already made reminders for on my phone.

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I opened my eyes to the same but brighter room to see my boyfriend slipping shoes on. Coming over he brushed my hair back, laughing at the bedside table covered in colorful thoughts.

"I guess I need to get you more sticky notes," he says.

"Yea, whatever," I say laughing.

Leading the story of shame,

she bravely put her name.

Reclaiming the narrative

was most imperative.

She transferred all her pain

stood back to feel her gain.

To the body from the mind,

she chose to forever remind.

All her sin

now on skin;

ink, needles, and pin.

Dousing the mental flame,

it was no easy game.

She took it out of her name

and put shame back into shame.

Electronic devices,

journals and notebooks,

chewing gum wrappers,

napkins, the snow, my hand,

even my sole.

Get it down,

don't forget,

don't let it drown,

the heart's the target.