I didn't write it. But I wish I had. I wish I'd been able to voice the need the way this writer did.
Read it here....3am Scribblings.
And here's my comment.
Wow. Beautiful poem, or mantra, or whatever. For the record, poetry is defined only by the writer--if you think it is, then it is. Worry about form some other time. *grin*
LOVE this line..."...if sanity is to be achieved..."
I started writing, seriously in high school. Then stopped at 20 (during that 'blank' spot in my memory). I came back to it about 4 years ago. And even more so, seriously so, since May. I'd realized that I was avoiding myself, and doing so, for me, incited insanity.
This is how I release the pent up anger, pain, love (since I can't yet say that to The Man). Your mantra captured why I must write. Thank you.
1 comment:
thank you :)
BTW, I finally replied to your comment (I was dealing with technological problems the last couple days, so I wasn't really blogging much)
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