Halfway to Heaven

I never knew how terrifying it could be to write something for everyone to see. To bare my soul, hands gripped on exposed ribs, stretching out the cage of bones like an angry ape. I write with a fear of forever — with a fear that the press of a button can take my words and whisk them out of reach.

I was afraid, but I can’t afford to be any more. I must be fearless in my writing, for it is the fearlessness that forges a Hero.

It's taken far too long for me to start one of these.

I thought I had 100 years, but no-one ever knows. So I'm gonna write like I'm halfway to heaven, like death's bony index is only inches away. I'll write like Armageddon is on its way, and every piece of paper and drop of ink will be dried up and turned to dust.

I'm gonna write like this is all I was destined to do.

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