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Pen in Hand

words on paper

It has been awhile since

a pen was in my hand

writing out the words that

have been trapped within

It’s strange, this feeling

that all is well and yet

my hand continues to write

the words coming like a flood

I don’t understand why

it’s all flowing out now

why haven’t I wrote this

before now, why did I wait

Why have I not confessed

onto paper the things in

my head and my heart

so much change, hope,

grief, and drive to

push toward my future

and away from the past.

To learn and step forward

reflect and continue to grow


Mackenzie English
Mackenzie English
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With the words you read here, I hope you find truths, inspiration, emotion, and the knowledge that you are not alone.


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