Okay today's post is less of a poem and more like some words forming complete sentences! :) I joined a group for insecure writers so thought I would write a little about that. A dream that I have held close to my heart is to be a writer. However this is a dream that has caused me a lot of turmoil. I live in fear of my own dream. I avoid it and have sabotaged it more times than I like to count. I have made very rash decisions in regards to writing, like deleting all of my writer friends on Facebook and Twitter and deleting my old blog. All of this came out of a very dark place that my dream was not able to enter. So with all of that said, I would still like to be a writer minus the self sabotage. I know there is a first step here somewhere and life truly is too short to not go for what you want.
In my dark world of non-reality
words swirl and spin
mine for the taking
glowing white words
wanting to become real
a voice speaks them aloud
remember when your world becomes light