writing woes
I’m walking down that road, the rocky one, sure that I will fall
and afraid that I was never on the road at all. But merely, a bystander
a refugee from cloud-land.
I feel it in my veins that I want to write. Words writhe within my mind,
and I do love words so. However I stick to poems because I can never think of a plot and even attempting poetry, I must find prompts.
I know everyone has doubts, I also know that some, who, shouldn’t give up their day job, would be better off with a night job too. How does one figure talent, can it be measured by desire.
I write this down to remind that this day I feel unworthy. Words won’t come,
probably, because I am closed down by my fear. It’s my bravery, first made me write but the coward/negate me is always close and saying I’m not good enough.
<3 I love reading your words. I do understand when they can't be found though. I just hope they come back & that you can conquer any fears you have when it comes to writing because I think you're an amazing & very talented writer. 🙂
thank you for making me smile and encouraging me to keep going. I thought if maybe I wrote down all the silly things in my mind I could focus on writing. But I reckon you just need to take timeout and give your brain a rest sometimes. It is starting to look like winter here and maybe my brain cells are freezing….LOL *hugs to you* (you are pretty cool!)
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