nothing i write
when i do try to write

makes sense


did i run out of words?


(i am starting to think, perhaps, writing might be something i can do “well” but not necessarily something my heart truly loves. strange thoughts are a-churnin’…)

This entry was published on August 7, 2013 at 10:12 pm. It’s filed under anxiety, creativity, honest conversation, lately, life, personal stories, photography, poetry, story time, words, writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “unfamiliar

  1. You will find out eventually, be it your words or something in replacement

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