fire child
Really Experienced
- Joined
- May 30, 2003
- Posts
- 143
okay, so sex is at least.
Haven't been around much. I see a lot of new faces, and a lot of old faves.
Just a quickie here to say, you know, it's four am....and today's already looking B-E-A-utiful. Don't get me wrong, life has it's troubles. Lost 'a' job, car died, the ex is back after four months away, dog died...yup, things haven't been pleasant. But damnit, I'm still smiling. I guess, in a way, the old saying "the only way to go from rock bottom is up" really does kinda work. Things CAN only get better.
And laterly, the only thing that I've still got is my poetry, which has never been so much perfect as just good enough for me, it's still something I can fall back on. Some way to give a smile, to get one in return, a way to release the tension, the anger, the stress, to sort through the tangle of thoughts that spin through my mind. Unfortunately, this poor misguided child has seemed to have lost her fire! My words come out weak, almost uncaring, unfeeling. I don't understand what has happened. Even when I pick a topic most absolutely passionate to me, such as fire, I'm still lost in smoke circles. I've lost all inspiration, all direction...HELP!
lol, to be rather longwinded, what are somethings that inspire ya'll? Some meditation, relaxtion method you use to sort through the sticky webs of words? Any words of advice, or wisdom, will be greatly appreciated and taken into consideration...
okay, almost all.
Haven't been around much. I see a lot of new faces, and a lot of old faves.
Just a quickie here to say, you know, it's four am....and today's already looking B-E-A-utiful. Don't get me wrong, life has it's troubles. Lost 'a' job, car died, the ex is back after four months away, dog died...yup, things haven't been pleasant. But damnit, I'm still smiling. I guess, in a way, the old saying "the only way to go from rock bottom is up" really does kinda work. Things CAN only get better.
And laterly, the only thing that I've still got is my poetry, which has never been so much perfect as just good enough for me, it's still something I can fall back on. Some way to give a smile, to get one in return, a way to release the tension, the anger, the stress, to sort through the tangle of thoughts that spin through my mind. Unfortunately, this poor misguided child has seemed to have lost her fire! My words come out weak, almost uncaring, unfeeling. I don't understand what has happened. Even when I pick a topic most absolutely passionate to me, such as fire, I'm still lost in smoke circles. I've lost all inspiration, all direction...HELP!
lol, to be rather longwinded, what are somethings that inspire ya'll? Some meditation, relaxtion method you use to sort through the sticky webs of words? Any words of advice, or wisdom, will be greatly appreciated and taken into consideration...
okay, almost all.
