Learning to Write Again

Davanita on Sep 15, 2011

My rollercoaster of a life took my creativity and tossed it out the window, now I’m fighting to get it back.

Dear written word,

Where have you gone?

Once you were my sane escape,

Then you disappeared.

I have a voice that none wish to hear,

but my words; My words, they speak

to me as they speak to others.

Dark black ink against stark white paper.

Stark white screens, cursor flying free

I need my written word,

my written word needs me.

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Bruce Officer on Sep 15, 2011
Have you tried looking behind the sofa cushions? That’s where things I’ve misplaced tend to turn up.
Prakash Vaghela on Sep 15, 2011
nice sharing
lapasan on Sep 16, 2011
Those written words will be back soon.

Hi there!