Climb into the cubburd.
Close the door
I’m going to tell you
about the time I wouldn’t
let myself write
I had to go to the bathroom
While going
I told myself I needed breakfast
While eating breakfast
I told myself I needed to clean the house
While cleaning
I told myself
I needed to work
While working I told myself
I needed to exercise
While exercising
I felt shame for not writing
I cannot write
I am no good
what would it matter
It is dark in this cupboard
This is when I realized-
I never knew
-M. Taggart
I’m glad that you found out that you need to write and the world is better for it, you included –
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I felt your comment in my heart. I guess that’s what they mean by Heart-Felt.
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I feel like that now. For a long time I have been stressed about things I have to do and I always put my writing, which also is my passion in life, as my last priority. Why is this so common? π€π
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Hi there. I’m not sure why it is common. Possibly we aren’t, at times, allowing ourselves to believe. I agree, stress plays a factor. I did have a lot of stress when I was going through this. Hope you don’t have too much stress!
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Itβs so hard to live in the moment ! Great poem.
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Thank you! And yes, at times I get lost in thought and repeatedly tell myself to focus
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I can relate to that.
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