The last month and a half have been so busy promoting other writers, and myself, that I hadn’t been able to post these Tuesday Journal Past Blast. Well, now it's back!
Being vulnerable is a necessary trait of a writer, right? Well, I’ve come across quite a few raw-emotion journal writings, but am only brave enough to post this one, likely written between 1990 and 1993, after college but before law school:
When I touched your chest, I gave you my history, hoping your heartbeats could make sense of the pain. I kissed your lips and shared with you my destiny’s end. Will you spend it with me and take away my fear and shame?
Will you give me a reason to stay in your arms? Since there is no truth in my eyes that suits you.
Maybe down the line, I’ll be able to post some of those previously kept secret journal entries. Truly, all of it's been secret, but you know what I mean. Until next week….