Mosaic

I wrote a poem. I never write poems. The last one I wrote was years ago, and it was pretty terrible.

I've been feeling the need to get some things out. I've been writing a lot for my second book (I use the term "book" loosely, as right now it is just a bunch of short stories surrounding the same events) and trying to deal with some things from the past. Although I am so excited for my future, and things to come, I know that unresolved events in my past still haunt me.

In hope to finally release some of these ghosts, I've been writing a lot. This is the product of some of that. It isn't complete, and I really don't like it. I have a few versions, but none of them were working. I only really like this first bit. 

I have removed this poem