Hey all!
Like I said I would, I spent a few hours working on that last poem. But throughout that work period, something interesting happened.
I decided that I didn't want to change anything. I felt like I expressed everything that I wanted to in the best way I'm capable of (at this time). So I kind of wrote a sequel. By sequel, I mean I was inspired during the work process and created something fresh. I'll post it below.
Four walls, no sound.
No door, but one harsh
red light.
Trapped, left
with the deafening quiet of
loneliness.
It's do or die.
Where does your faith get you,
in the burning ruins,
of everything you've once known?
The result isn't what terrifies me.
It's the inevitability.
I lived.
Peeps, I know it's late. I also know that I kind of swerved away from what I had originally planned on doing today, but I'm really happy with what I've produced. I think you should utilize any and all inspiration the moment you're stuck with some.
Yesterday was about the importance of the diary, but I guess today is all about inspiration. Attack your passion, and that doesn't only count for writing. Live a little people. Life is short, so why should it be wasted on what you're not doing what you feel deeply inspired to do?
Happy writing.
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