98 mph. My mind runs at 98 mph. That's neither fast nor good. It's the speed of a brain that will never stop churning but has nowhere to go. It fills in the blanks of events with the darkest take possible. It brokenly. Imagines so many useless things but fails to focus where it needs. The throttle is stuck wide open and I can only dodge a cliff so long
Renee Slay
@Renee_Slay · 1:06
MMM. You're just so good at what you do. You're just so good, like, and good even it doesn't encompass where your mind goes. Your mind is and I know, like, I need to not tell you because you're not going to take it anyway, but you're to me, and I can say that with the most open, truthful, honest, blunt heart within me, is that I resonate with what you say. I resonate with how you say it
From Silence
@FromSilence · 3:02
So thank you, because you saying that is an actual reward to me is knowing that what I wrote is meaningful to someone. It touched a heart. So thank you. I will accept that. Again, that sounds really presumptuous to say, but thank you. For me, this didn't really feel that creative because it was just more of the same, same format as everything else I write, pretty much. So nothing new and inventive no new ground broken
Renee Slay
@Renee_Slay · 0:48
You. That's progress. I'll take it. And then you almost made me cry because the stuff that I write as far as my poetry can be pretty, I think, powerful, but not always from a very tipper, happy place. So I get it. And it's because was. I know, and I'm sorry, too. And that's how I feel. Oh, I'm going to cry every time someone resonates with my deeper stuff