Today I decide to write
despite
the fact that when write
it's a fight that I feel I never win.
There's always the argument
of where to begin
how do I feel?
what do I say?
and who cares at the end of the day?
The critical self
unleashing hell
would love to dispel
the hope and life
from the words I write.
But the light
bright
within what I write
is an addiction that I keep giving in.
It's more than a living
it's how I keep giving
even when I have nothing
but in this gift is
everything I need.
So now that I've been bitten
I'll forever be smitten by
the desire of all the words yet to be written.
-Aisha Nichole
#NaPoWritMo14
No comments:
Post a Comment