I Don't Write AnymoreA Poem by fallonmaybe its just a poetic excuse
I don't write anymore.
It's not that I can't, I just don't want to put on paper anything I may abhor. I don't write anymore, and yet my soul aches every day for that chance to explore the world as it seems through paper and ink, its rivers and streams, and how it makes me think... and think.... and think. But I don't write anymore because I blink and the thought is gone. I don't write anymore. Sometimes I fear its because the world just isn't as beautiful as it was before. It's purples and greens, and how vivid my dreams were in that time before sleep was a chore. I used to write late at night when even the mountains were tucked in tight under layers of snow. I could hear them breath that sleepy breath cold and slow and full of rest. And it felt like home, that sound would be my metronome. I would write for hours which felt like years. There were no mistakes because I had no fear. Each line that I wrote carried such allure with truth and meaning that felt undoubtably pure, but now, you see, I just don't write anymore.
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Added on October 4, 2023Last Updated on October 4, 2023 Tags: poetry, writing, mountains, inspiration, excuses Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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