Writers Lament

I don't know what to say. It was a random run of what I wrote.

               

As the sun rises and I already have 3 hours of energy spent and the attempt to slow the thought processes to a dull roar seems to have failed, yet I feel invigorated and excited as more words and thoughts, race across the compartments of my mind looking to find and keep the thoughts that will bring emotions and feelings to the readers of my work. 

And even then will I really know if it's good or just polite. Either way it really excites to stir what you hope are emotions and thoughts that will stir others thoughts.

The draw from the energy of my brain is so great and not really wanting to lose my position as I sit precariously on the edge of the blade. How far can I lean to the artistic side of my mind before I fall to far and lose my mind completely.

What is life without risk, I like the feeling, I like the release, it's such a rush.

Yes it's worth risk to hang on the edge and hopefully this second cup of “Joe” won't push me over the edge.

Author's Note

I am in free form or as you should know the truth of my piece. Peace out!

Reviews

[Tina]

I have been in this situation many times myself! Sometimes I am up before the sun simply because my mind will not shut down. My thoughts race at 100 mph, and that's truly when I get my best work done. Lovely picture as well!!

[Willard Wells]

My people. Hahaha The difference I expect is my depression which I believe is mild and control by me in that I wallow in it sometimes to write. It's like a twilight zone that I work from. That is kind of where I was with this piece. Hanging on the edge. Thank you for taking time to view my work.

[Tina]

Ahh, I understand! Sometimes I wallow in my depression to write as well. It's good that you have it under control!

[Willard Wells]

I can control it to the point that I would not say I have depression. True depression as I have seen can take someone out completely and not enough is being done to help those who are suffering. Take care of yourself also. You have a great mind and I want to continue to read your work.

[Workvio]

All writers write to be read ... Or else, why write ... I diagnose you fatally consumed by the writer's virus ... What a way to go ... !

[Willard Wells]

I would say we are the same with different words. I am an addict. I think to life and writing while always a suppressed action to some degree; The addiction to writing has taken hold of me to a level that I must suppress just a bit or I will find myself lost in the reality of words but not the reality of life.

[Workvio]

I do understand that concept of struggling to live in reality, rather than what flows from pen ...