I'm currently listening to: "Iris," by the Goo Goo Dolls.
Today I'm going to share some poetry. I've been on a massive influx of creative outflow in regards to both stress and inspiration, and consequently I've not only gotten back into poetry (I used to write it and stopped a long time ago), but I've never written more than I have just over the past few days. When I'm angry, hurt, impatient, upset, or stressed, I write short (or long, if that's what I'm feeling) poems about my thoughts (without details, of course) and I feel better. Yay poetry.
I wrote this two nights ago:
My escape takes me from reality.
Shows me a place where life is good finally.
My mind battles chaos
And jumbled thoughts.
But my hand battles only a pen
As the words flow onto the page.
My escape is constructive;
Beautiful;
Productive.
My escape is both thrilling and seductive.
My escape takes me to a faraway place.
A place without pain or tears.
My escape, my new escape, shall simply be:
Poetry.
-"Poetry," written by Me.
J R Williams
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