This about reflecting on who you were as much as how you used to write. Find an old piece of writing you did and write in response or reaction to it. The piece I'm using is called "Better Now" which I wrote nearly a decade ago.
I won't be posting it as it is angry, poorly written and shouldn't ever see the light of day again. However, now comes response:
Better Now, Reprised
We bear these scars
like all ills - a grounding weight;
chalk lines across the roads
of this body;
pyrite gleam beneath the
skin of this earth.
We dance too readily across
papers - words echo out
from our heels.
The music we sang was not
made to be heard;
which is to say; we staunched
the wounds with ashes
and blamed the world when
the burning didn't stop.
Which is to say; a teenage anger
is flash paper - brief and bright,
built to falter and flame out.
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