I scraped at the bottom of the barrel
To find inspiration for tomorrow
Instead, I found a place to sit
Where the speaking ones won’t bother
Closed the lid
Only opened it
when i ran out of air
From the Author
I’m an INFP- for those who care.
I’ve been realizing more and more every day that I’m a pretty introverted introvert (almost 100% according the myers-briggs). Finding a time, headspace, and location to recharge can be a real challenge for me.
This is a poem about the search for quiet places
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I love this poem! I am also an introvert and understand this feeling very well…you did a wonderful job expressing it