Challenge
give me a glimpse into your twisted mind
let's get honest with eachother. write a micropoem (a very short poem) about one or more of your raw thoughts. don't be scared; i'm all twisted up too. oh! and HEY! twisted doesn't have to mean ugly, u know?
War of Words
You can't handle my words. You will take my account. You say one thing and do another. You say words don't matter until you hear or read my words.
My words have so much power they make you feel, they become real.
If you can think it. It exists.
You say it's ok to "share your truth"... until I do
Athena