Letting It Go

Struggling to feel the emotions of my writing.

When I see you

Reading one of my poems

Reacting emotionally.

 

I feel like

A fraud.

 

Worse

A charlatan

Or a con artist.

 

 

Staring

At a collection of words

Which holds no emotions

For me.

 

As if

I am disassociating

By protecting myself

From the events of my life

Through the words

I write.

 

And yet

I'm an instinctive writer

Choosing the words

Which feel right.

 

Trying to express

The reality

Of that moment

As I live it.

 

Call it

A verbal poetic snapshot

If you must

For the lack

Of a better name.

 

Sighing

To myself

More often

Than I care

To acknowledge.

 

Wishing

I could experience

The power of my words

Like everyone else.

Reviews

[Tina Louise UK]

Another really good pierce hun..it's terrible to feel this way, I know, hope it passes soon x

[therisa]

For many years, this has existed for me, Tia. I don't know, if I will be able to feel, like everyone else.

[Emily B]

we give what we can until we can give more

honest isn't something we are, it is what we are becoming

don't apologize, or berate yourself for where you are

[therisa]

Thank you, Emily, for reminding me, of this.