LOST DRAFTS

LOST DRAFTS

Closets overflowing with diaries, scrapbooks, and unwanted words.

Pages flying around me,

Filling the box I once called home.

I felt like I was living in a space built from my own silence,

Hiding behind words filled with raw emotions,

Afraid to let them be seen,

Afraid to let myself be understood.

No one truly hears me—

No one understands what I say, what I mean, how I feel.

It’s a weight I carry,

A pain that lingers, not just for me, but for them too.

But no more.

I’ll let these words out.

I will be brave, strong, and unafraid to share them.

Maybe, just maybe, if I set them free,

It will be easier to love and be loved.

No more hiding.

You always said I don’t talk.
But I do.
I speak in silence —
you just never learned how to hear it.

How it all started

I came to the idea of starting a blog after a harsh year, emotionally, mentally, and on every front I had. A lot happened, and even though I knew I was loved by the people around me, I felt utterly alone. Not because they neglected me, but because I couldn't communicate. I didn’t know how to explain the weight I was carrying. I couldn’t find the words—or maybe I was afraid of how they’d sound out loud.

So I bottled everything up.

Eventually, I started to write. Writing while thinking. Writing while crying. Writing while eating. It became a kind of solace—my private way of unpacking what I couldn’t say. All the fears, the worries, the thoughts I didn’t know how to voice. Or worse—the ones I feared might hurt if I did—myself or others.

At one point, in a hard conversation with someone very close to me, I said:
“I guess the truth sets you free... but it turns you inside out first.”

Maybe that’s where this begins.

A little space to speak, to feel, and maybe, to find some comfort in the chaos of modern days.
Let’s see where it goes

My mind is full of lost drafts—
hence the name.

I didn’t think much of it at first.
But lately, these overwhelming feelings have nowhere else to go.
So I write.

Write as if my life depends on it.

I know your hopes feel heavy right now,
but you will get through this.
Even if it takes time.
Even if no one sees the weight but you.