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 2019-07-31, 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.