I finally made a poetry page on Instagram!!!!!!
I know it will flop but hey, it’s worth a shot,
realising just how much poetry has an effect on my life I thought why the heck not! I mean I need to start writing again, it helps me with my thoughts and feelings and emotions and all that gooey icky scary stuff,
Thing is, as soon as I made it I felt shit,
utterly shit, because something inside me tells me my poetry is bad, useless, pointless, and I’m really just lying to myself about being a secret poet,
it sucks really,
I just cried about it,
I’m still crying about it,
God, I’m getting so frustrated, can I not just for once be happy about something minor and not feel bad about it?!
I named it after my blog, because even though I’ve neglected this place for so long, it still means a lot to me, it has made me, me, to be honest,
and I want to thank you all for helping me become myself, and all your continuous support.
I just want to have a bath right now and forget about all my emotions,
I shall check in later?
Oh, go and have a snoop if you’d like and give me feedback! No matter how harsh! The name is : an_enigmatic_wanderer
thank you ❤