word play. all day long.

Ever since I dipped my toes back into the pool of writing, my head has been spinning with word play. Thinking constant on what I could say how to make my life flow out into a pool, a pool of words sought after as a masterpiece.
I'm not sure where to start with it all, but I think if I take my time it will sort itself out and become what I want it to be.

until then. I'll just let these words bubble underneath my skin.
It should be ready for a run tonight, but we shall see.

-Jess

Searching for my resolution.

A girl once told me I'd be searching, searching for my own resolution. Maybe not for the same thing that I am now searching for, but I search for it ever more.
I used to write in words, words that expressed my every whim, flowing from my hands to the page. It was like milk and honey. Sweet but still stubborn.
I search for that now, and for how my mind used to be; at ease for it could rest on wishful thoughts other than this harsh reality. I've taken a break it's true, but I find my self stumbling onto the path I knew I would always follow. I wasn't meant for the crowds and the norm of every other girl. I don't belong & I my heart knows that. This defying of my own freedom rings loud for all to hear, letting even those who call for me to be another face in this crowd of nowhereness know, that I will not bow down to the abnormal of me.
Inspiration has hit me, don't stop me now.
I leave with just a few words, but hope for a tomorrow filled with more.
-Jess *