Write to be something I’m not feeling.
A sense I’ve lost details planning how to plot.
tongue ties all thoughts
Need a referendum to figure what to prioritize first.
These are my words
They grow like weeds amongst the Garden fascinators.
Posted on Jul 31, 2019, in EXPERIMENTAL WRITING, MY WORLD and tagged Emotions, mental health awareness, motivation, MY WORLD, Overcoming Writers Block, self expression, self image, Stream of consciousness. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.