WordsA Poem by IonaFaithThis is something that explains why I write, I think it's a good opening piece to describe my minder whilst writing although it could probably do with some work.
Sometimes I get angry and I just need to write things down even if they don't make sense. Sometimes when I write I'm happy or sad or lonely. Those are all such awful words to describe how I feel but I can't form the proper words to fully explain how it feels. When I want to write its because I need to express something I can't get out any other way.
I'm so frustrated that all I want to do is scribble words onto a sheet of paper and see what happens. If its not what I want I can always tear it, screw it up, cross it all out. I'm so happy I could burst and I need to tell everyone exactly how my heart feels like I need to tie it down so it doesn't float away to meet the one that made it feel that way. I can always doodle hearts and flowers and stars in the margins but they will never be quite as good as the words. I'm upset and I don't know how to tell them what it is that's wrong so I don't, I tell the paper and hope my tears will wash the ink away before anyone can see it over my shoulder. I'm so alone in the world that I need to create other characters just to have someone to talk to. Even they leave in the end; I have to put my pen down at some point and end their lives. © 2013 IonaFaithAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 19, 2013 Last Updated on March 19, 2013 AuthorIonaFaithTodmorden , Lancashire , United KingdomAboutI've not been writing long and nothing I write is ever planned, I write it as it comes to me. I mostly write poetry but occasionally write brief passages of prose, I have even been known to write lyri.. more..Writing
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