Thursday, October 11, 2018

Poetic Justice.....5.38

If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

It's only right that the person who finally, albeit unknowingly, helped me crossover into the blogging world is a poet. Blogging from https://poeticlyblessed.blogspot.com/....oh the irony, considering the fact that I loathe poetry. Maybe, just maybe, deep down I want to be a poet. Not really sure if I'm deep enough. Or maybe I ramble too much. And I keep going and then I have a novel on my hands.
I can't stop at a page.
I can't stop at a paragraph.
I can't stop myself......
As the rain beats against my window pane and this child's hand sits on my chest, I feel so alive. The energy flows through me. I'm up writing away at 5.38 am and I know I've found my PURPOSE....but I gotta get up. Gotta get back to the grind in less than an hour. It's just my passion is too much to ignore.
This is me.
This is who I am.....let me get ready to put on my mask.....another day of pretend.

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