I write to forget, to forgive, to remember. Each word I pen down is a step away from the shadows of the past, a gentle release of the burdens I carry. In the quiet of my thoughts, I find solace, a sanctuary where memories are both a balm and a lesson.

I write to feel, to steal a feeling, a moment from someone else, something I have never felt but yearn to experience. Through the ink, I live a thousand lives, each one a tapestry of emotions, woven with threads of joy, sorrow, love, and longing. It is in these borrowed moments that I find the essence of humanity, the raw, unfiltered truth of existence.

I write to heal, to tell of a day, a time, where being happy is real, where looks could kill, where there’s no price to pay, a bill. My words are a bridge to a world where dreams are tangible, where the heart’s desires are not just whispers in the wind but realities within reach. In this realm, happiness is not a fleeting visitor but a constant companion.

I write as a promise, to my future self. A vow etched in the permanence of ink, a reminder to never forget who I am. Each sentence is a beacon, guiding me back to my true self, amidst the chaos and noise of life. It is a testament to my journey, a chronicle of my growth, and a pledge to remain authentic, no matter where the path may lead.

In writing, I find my voice, my truth, my essence. It is my way of navigating the world, of making sense of the chaos, and of holding on to the fragments of myself that matter the most. Through my words, I am whole. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer