I am sad, embarrassed, ashamed, humiliated, devastated that I abandoned my writing for 4 months. 😦 I’m just sad.
Writing saved my life. I think. I started processing PTSD through writing. I’m starting at Ringling College this fall in the creative writing program. I was just accepted. I just haven’t had time to write. That makes me so friggin’ sad.
So. To take my mind to the gym…a poem. To start again.
I control these words.
This flow.
I form these sentences and sentiments.
Like gods and ice carving rivers from mountains.
Gather clouds
Whisper in your ear
Blow through your mind
Stone yields to time/force/logic
These are my paths.
These are my streams.
This is my ocean
Of ideas and dreams.
This is the inside of me.
Thank you for hearing my voice.
Welcome back and good to hear your words again.
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