Titles are Overrated Anyway...A Poem by Sarah FlaniganI want to write something so breathtakingly beautiful that it will be in Literature books and win awards and be loved by people for generations. But I just can't seem to. The words are there, but they've ensnared themselves in my vocal cords and locked themselves away in my brain. They spend their days there, bumping around at the back of my throat and lounging around at the back of my head. They refuse to come out and relieve me of their burden. I know I have the ability to write things that will bring tears to the eyes of grown men, but the words refuse to cooperate.
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1 Review Added on October 20, 2014 Last Updated on October 20, 2014 AuthorSarah FlaniganTNAboutI'm an introverted bookworm. I tend to spend my days drinking far too much coffee and playing my ukulele too loudly. Life is strange and surreal, but also beautiful somehow. more..Writing
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