I’m losing my strive and will to live. I can hardly even finish writing a single poem. Writing is all I have to live for, it’s the only thing I actually WANT to live for. Without it, I am nothing, without it, I’m better off dead.
If writing is everything than make it your everything. You can always write. Make it something you can’t live without. Obviously you’re a fabulous writer. Look for the little joys in life.. and write it. I am inspired very much by poetry
email me at runsintherain@gmail.com
I am doing a project and would love to hear your story.
I know how you feel. I used to write. Last year sometime, as I stood atop a multilevel car park in the city, contemplating whether or not to jump, I held back because I hadn’t yet finished a short story I was writing.
I finished it a few days later, but I’m still alive.
fallenangel, I have read many of your posts, you have been here for a little while, no? I enjoy your poetry and had to read a few a couple times over. If a poet can can get a reader to do a double even tripple take, the writer is talented.
I like your title already. It makes me think: Survive…Strive….Thrive.
PS) I lost all desire for everything I used to love to do. I wanted to die. I had to force myself to surf again, else I laid in bed. After forcing myself, I found my love for those things again. I’ve caught some killer waves since then.
I’ll find my love to write. It’s my life. And thank you, I work hard on my work and it’s my world. I appreciate your support(: Maybe if I get published I can mention you guys.
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Yes, but you wrote this, and it touched me.
Peace
It touched me as well. Love keeps me alive too. Yet it being taboo creates complications…
If writing is everything than make it your everything. You can always write. Make it something you can’t live without. Obviously you’re a fabulous writer. Look for the little joys in life.. and write it. I am inspired very much by poetry
email me at runsintherain@gmail.com
I am doing a project and would love to hear your story.
I know how you feel. I used to write. Last year sometime, as I stood atop a multilevel car park in the city, contemplating whether or not to jump, I held back because I hadn’t yet finished a short story I was writing.
I finished it a few days later, but I’m still alive.
fallenangel, I have read many of your posts, you have been here for a little while, no? I enjoy your poetry and had to read a few a couple times over. If a poet can can get a reader to do a double even tripple take, the writer is talented.
I like your title already. It makes me think: Survive…Strive….Thrive.
PS) I lost all desire for everything I used to love to do. I wanted to die. I had to force myself to surf again, else I laid in bed. After forcing myself, I found my love for those things again. I’ve caught some killer waves since then.
I’ll find my love to write. It’s my life. And thank you, I work hard on my work and it’s my world. I appreciate your support(: Maybe if I get published I can mention you guys.