Isa

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For a long time, I lost myself in writing. It was what I breathed, ate, drank. The only think in my mind. An escape 

But then it consumed me, it took over my brain and what was once a haven, turned into  hell. It becomes a job, a job that would drag me around until my dying breath 

So I stopped. Ages and ages passes since I had written anything, I lost its touch 

That was until one day where I found out that I felt trapped, trapped in my skin due to the world around me, I was trapped and useless and suffocating in my own mind 

And suddenly I felt the spark, the same spark that jolted through me years ago, the motivation and adrenaline and surge of power cursing though my veins, I wanted to write again. 

And hence here I am, back from my long absence, cooking up a storm, and oh boy how I can't wait to let it out