Writers Jam

Sometimes there’s still that summertime sadness in me, it’s eating me up, but strangely it’s keeping me sane too. I love my life and then sometimes it’s way too hard to live too. I love to write, but sometimes numbness is all I could feel. Sadness embraces me, home is maybe where I feel me again. Nothing special about my Sunday’s, but sometimes the way I feel highly insane makes it oddly special. I’m sorry if you can relate to this, but let’s live, let’s hope, let’s love ourselves too cause love is beautiful, it is what folks says, maybe it ain’t that bad as long as there’s a little bit of hope. So let’s hope!!