say hi to words

I used to really write a lot
I enjoyed writing and making up dream worlds
That I wish I lived in

People said that I was good at it
And I believed them
But to me writing has always been
And always will be a form of escape

I write for the sake of writing
But I can't even bring myself
To touch a pen and open a notebook
These days

I'm afraid of writing
It's where everything got fucked
It's where I find solace
But now I can't bring myself to write anymore
I'm afraid that I might not be good enough for it
Which is fucking ridiculous because I never wrote stories to please anyone but myself

Maybe one day I'll find the courage to write again.
I miss it.

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