An Introvert's Exclamation

A catharsis exuded alongside pencil and paper.

Not always compliant

but mostly understanding.

The longest lasting friends one can hope for.

Pen too grudging a stain for all the mistakes

pencil more forgiving.

Swiping away all that I never could.

The quite intonations more pressing with each

unwritten word.

Willing a whisper.

A tangible feeling.

From a mumble

to an unrelenting, reverbarating screech.

Words solidifying from a wavering wisp.

Taking form the best a hushed artist could sculpt.

Incomplete and wholesome. 

A faint voice

at last

heard.

 

 

 

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