Why Write?
By sheepboy7101
For some , poetry is a way of life, it just flows from the soul in a pre-packaged form; but for others, the words forcefully come out it pointy lumps, waiting to be put together like a puzzle. As for me, the pieces never seem to fit, did I do something wrong along the way, have I mixed my thoughts beyond hope? I do not know the answer, I wish it did, I wish I could. Is the journey worth the result of it all, to see the big picture, or is it better to never see the picture, and at the same time, never feel the pain? I think it is, even if it does bring a smile to only one person; sometimes that smile is the biggest, least painful picture of allWell, I love writting poetry, or more of what I end up with, I just get so frustrated doing it, because I cant gget things to work, and, all kindas of things, it just stresses me out... but I have decided to keep writting Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 01:51 PM PST 0 • 10
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"For some , poetry is a way of life, it just flows from the soul in a pre-packaged form; but for others, the words forcefully come out it pointy lumps, waiting to be put together like a puzzle. As for me, the pieces never seem to fit, did I do something wrong along the way, have I mixed my thoughts beyond hope? I do not know the answer, I wish it did, I wish I could. Is the journey worth the result of it all, to see the big picture, or is it better to never see the picture, and at the same time, never feel the pain? I think it is, even if it does bring a smile to only one person; sometimes that smile is the biggest, least painful picture of allWell, I love writting poetry, or more of what I end up with, I just get so frustrated doing it, because I cant gget things to work, and, all kindas of things, it just stresses me out... but I have decided to keep writting..."