To Breathe Creativity

I am without a pen.
Thus, unable to create.
Unable to think even.
Feeling so insecure.
So lost inside reality.

If I cannot create,
Reality traps me with its own chain.
I have nowhere to run.
Quickly, it's suffocating me.
Drowning me from the life I wish.
So unsure of what actions I must take.
Must find a pen, paper.
Bring myself back anecdotal
Make myself breathe.

Without this creativity,
I am nothing, have nothing.
Can't bare living without the spark.
The inspiration.
The urge to write, to breathe
Quickly dragging me deeper.
Must find a pen, paper.
Bring myself back and
Make myself breathe.

Reviews

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Awesome yet true feelings of a spoken wind ,I dig it! Awesome job Emily:)

[Melissa]

I really like this poem. I actually feel like this a lot. Writing is such an amazing coping skill for all things. Great poem. :D

[I Am Svetlana]

Thanks :) I wrote this because I had ideas to write earlier tonight, but remembered that I left my notebook along with my pen in her car and she was busy tonight :/ So, I would have no way of getting them anytime soon. Then I was craving to write something, anything even. This is how this piece was created once I found a stray pen and paper.

[Melissa]

Yeah. :) Oh, I see. Well that is always annoying when you forget your pen and paper. :p

[I Am Svetlana]

Yes, without it, I feel like I'm suffocating. I have no clue what I would do without it...writing is the perfect therapy for me.

[Melissa]

Writing is an amazing therapy, it has been a coping skill for me for years.

[I Am Svetlana]

It just helps to know that writing can clear your head without you having to talk to someone face to face and confess your whole life and flaws. I'm also quite proud that you were the first to review this :)

[Melissa]

Yeah, it does. Yeah. :)

[I Am Svetlana]

It's great :) I love it.