going back 2 black hair

i am so glad i write

i write to keep myself grounded, alive

to remember the girl i was

so i can remember the feeling

so its not lost upon a memory i can barely grasp

some part of me lost itself when i cut my hair

hair holds memory and it cut off the best ones

but i still have these blogs

that i write with every inch of my soul

so i can remember what it felt like