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by Dagmar Wilson Feb 14, 2018
Sadness, depression /
When that little wheel in my head is going
all pens are dried out, no paper in sight
I manage to complete my thoughts.
It's almost like an addiction
ready for that next high
scratching my head is not satisfying,
I have to get it right.
These same thoughts are quick to jump
I am losing focus,
all I see is blank.
I may need to take a break
give it some time and
don't give in to all these swinging emotions.
I might grab me a gallon of paint
start blowing bubbles on the wall,
this is another way how to deliver a message.
Wow, this just blew me away! Love the underlying creativity in this, Dagmar. Glad it's nominated.
by Dagmar Wilson
Thank you for your comment. It is appreciated
by Ben Pickard
Well, I would never think you 'had lost it totally', Dagmar - not when you're writing words that make so much sense to me. Mind you, perhaps we are all mad...
Thank you Ben for your kind words, the way this world is going I don't know anymore.
I resonate so much with this wonderful piece. Get that 'gallon' of paint and brush your expression like never before. Another great and truthful write from you lady
Thank you Michael your comments are very appreciated. I may take your advice and just do that. There are some that think now I have lost it totally. They just don't understand.
by Trisha Harris