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If there’s one thing I wish I was good at, it would definitely be drawing.
Often enough, I find myself so taken back at the talent of many gifted artists.
I also wish I could paint beautiful images on canvases too. Being able to express yourself through words is one thing, but creating a visual of your vision is another.
With this next project of mine, I genuinely wanted to take my time, perfect it accordingly to my heart’s content, whilst embracing the beauty of imperfections in the process.
It’s not all aesthetically pleasing, sometimes very far from it. But you can’t always judge a book by its cover, because you never know what magic lies within those pages.
To be honest, I’ve spent enough time being my own worst critic. In this chapter of life, all I want is to feel happy and inspired.
This is a poem I wrote tonight. I wasn’t planning to, neither did I think I was going to write one at all. But I did, and I wanted to post it on the blog. Not the best thing I’ve written, yet not the worst either. Enjoy.
Submerged with all these fears
They look through her like glass
Eyes stained with cruelty and spite
You find your way through the cracks
Of her broken mind
Like the river of tears
That fills her eyes
And runs down her face
Not writing as much as I used to is quite bittersweet. But, you can’t rush or force creativity.
That’s one thing I’ve learned, the difficult way.
All in all, I am beginning to feel inspired again, which has been a wonderful feeling.
Finding that passion for writing once again, it gives you a reason to think positive and remain hopeful.
Like many things in life, it’s not always straightforward. Yet, I’m always up for a challenge.