Monday, December 23

This is the end
I cannot write
I cannot fight this inspiration
This is the end
of my whines
of my tears.

I've told myself to let go
not to fear
of the inevitable
and so here it flows
my mind's words
out to print.

I break the curse
that constricts
that impales my imagination
I'll tear it up
like a mouse in a lion's mouth

This is the end.


  1. Letting go of the fear to bare your soul? Excellent.

  2. overcoming our fears is the greatest bravery