Writers World

Writers World

I cannot stop this madness
Rushing abruptly through my mind
It’s like I have been invaded
My thoughts controlled
Leaving me lost in another world

Words flow in and out
I have to write them down
Some jumbled and scattered
Others are lost, gone forever

It is nights like this
That drives me blind
Writing poem and stories all night

I guess this is what happens
When one loves to write

At least it is a productive night

© Sherry L. Richardson