Playing Hopscotch (Poem)

Every time I think of you my heart skips a beat. So I decided to play hopscotch with it until again we meet.

By Bradford Lee Mace

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Bradford Lee Mace

Writer, Poet & Entrepreneur One day a poem formed in my mind, it happened as a result of an experience I was going though. So I wrote it down and haven’t stopped writing since. I’m not skilled in grammar and punctuation or even spelling, but I do have a gift for translating my feelings, thoughts and emotions into words, that people can relate to. My motivation for writing comes from a deeply rooted desire I have to encourage and motivate people. I know the loneliness, that darkness that leads a person to contemplating suicide, that was once me. I had no one that understood the pain, agony and darkness I was going through. And that is why I write and share publicly, in hope that I might encourage another human soul needing desperately to hear, “There’s hope, you’re not alone in your struggle”. I haven’t figured out everything, but what I have figured out I write about, and sometimes I bleed words turning them into poetry.