So motivation is the key.....
to open the doors of creativity. When ever I start writing, I just hate it and throw it out or stop working on it. Story of my life Why try anything when you don't finish it? Why do you continue to strive when you strive to defeat yourself. More on that later I guess. You see, i'm fragile; mask in hand I aspire. But when the mask is taken off I linger on the hinges of fear. Will not and cannot comply to any need imagined or real. I can not comply. I procrastinate and push aside the need. Carry on the weight till it breaks my back and I am sundered. Someone comes along to pick up those pieces only to leave me to go and shatter again. Sticks and stones may break bones but as the saying gos. Words will always hurt me. My bane, the desire for better words comes to mind but never does it cross the lips of a sweet warm faced humble person. Sweet words iced as hard as can be, piercing my shambled and hastily built wall. My armor jaded and I chip apart. Slowly does this detonation take place. My destination is sorrow and failure.
to open the doors of creativity. When ever I start writing, I just hate it and throw it out or stop working on it. Story of my life Why try anything when you don't finish it? Why do you continue to strive when you strive to defeat yourself. More on that later I guess. You see, i'm fragile; mask in hand I aspire. But when the mask is taken off I linger on the hinges of fear. Will not and cannot comply to any need imagined or real. I can not comply. I procrastinate and push aside the need. Carry on the weight till it breaks my back and I am sundered. Someone comes along to pick up those pieces only to leave me to go and shatter again. Sticks and stones may break bones but as the saying gos. Words will always hurt me. My bane, the desire for better words comes to mind but never does it cross the lips of a sweet warm faced humble person. Sweet words iced as hard as can be, piercing my shambled and hastily built wall. My armor jaded and I chip apart. Slowly does this detonation take place. My destination is sorrow and failure.