My words are wings. A writer's sword is her pen, or perhaps in my case this space. To sharpen my sword, I share with you my random writings, as an insight into my ink-stained soul. Here I'm the Girl With The Ink-Stained Soul, penning under JSH. I hope what I scribe changes your mind; spilled ink, while messy, can be a masterpiece in the making.
But Some Binds Are Bound Too Tight
No one expected me
to stay this long;
they knew
what I know
now:
that love is fight,
or flight,
or to realize
where your heart is bound