LITTLE WRITER GIRL

Little Writer Girl

I see your pain

You sit in the shadows

You pour out your heart in ink

Your sheet is filled

Your lips may be pink

But you speak no words

All you do is sink!

You sink into an abyss of sorrow

You glance at the mirror and see another

A wrong reflection!

You see the “you” you are creating

A picture of a girl lost in the woods

A child forgotten

A lion injured

You sit on your favorite chair

You spill ink like blood

You stain the sheets of white

Every word tells its own tale

You block out the world

And dish out words

You are disappearing with every written word

You don’t even know it

I see the art

But the image of you is faded

I squint to really see you

But it’s blurry

Where are you?!!

Where is the girl I used to know!!!

Come back home!!!

Don’t be lost in the world you are creating

You are needed here too

Don’t relocate to your world of fiction

Someone here needs you to be great

Someone needs you to see herself clearly

But you are far away

Your words remain

But you are fading

What’s going on?

Wake up, Writer Girl!

Come back home!

Love awaits you on this side

Love you will never see if you fade away

Love you deserve

Love you don’t need to earn

Come back, Writer Girl!

Come home!

 

By Sylvia Chika

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