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Trying to be true to myself |
I think about my life and the choices I have made. I hate that I quit writing. Myself I have betrayed. Its a part of me this I know and I have not stayed true to it of this I now have a hole in my soul. I left a part of me behind if you don't use it, it goes away in time. I once felt like I had tapped into that source from where it comes That stream that flows threw the universe, the Nothing where inspiration comes from. Right now I struggle for the words to come out right. It's the power behind the words that make it worth the fight So for now I am willing to struggle to put pen to paper because to do nothing would be like spitting in the face of my maker. And I Can Not Do That! |