I know I said I would get into my time off more in detail but I’ve been finding it difficult to find the right words to articulate what I’m exactly trying to say and have come across. So that is coming. It’s just a work in progress.
However, I’ve been feeling the poetry bug lately. So I wanted to share one that I’m happy with how it’s turned out so far.
I have all these things I want to try,
I take steps forward to try.
But that’s when the anxiety creeps in;
“They’ll make fun of you. You’re not good enough. Do you really know how? Do you actually have the time? The drive? Are you skills good enough? Do you have the right stuff?”
These thoughts pull me down.
Quickly snuffing out the fire of any desire I once had.
Not even letting it catch to let it start to blaze within me.
And so I’m left with the same routine.
Doing the same things day in and day out.
What happened to trying? What happened to pushing? What happened to just doing?
What happened to me? When did I change? Where did the person I know go?
I hope to find her again.
To let the desire catch and burn, letting nothing stand in it’s way.
It’s a little all over the place but the idea is there. I just need to work on getting it more together to flush it out even more. Considering it’s my first poem since I decided to first take my break, I’m proud of it. Sharing what you write is incredibly raw and emotional. It’s hard. But there’s something different about sharing a work in progress. It’s still hard, raw and emotional. But there’s a beauty about it. You get to see that writer in a different way. It’s almost like they show just how human they can really be.
And hey, I’m human.
Stay classy and sassy