I want to write. I want to get onto page the stories that form and the poems that scream to be heard, I want to articulate the feelings I feel and the thoughts that consume me like the horizon does the sun, I want you to understand what I’m trying to say but,
The words get lost as my fingers touch the keyboard. They’re screaming to be heard, to be read but the second I’m ready to pour onto the page,
It’s like sugar dissolving on your tongue, or like wind carried off on a leaf,
The second you go to grab it, to hold it,
And it frustrates more than I can express to you. To know what I want to say, to know how I want to make you feel but to be so unable to do so.
But that’s what being human is, isn’t it?
The petty frustrations, the little annoyances, the tiny hindrances, blocking us from doing what we wanted to.
So, to my followers and/or readers I’m going to ask for a favour.
Please give me a word or a phrase or an idea to write on. Or give me a story to create.
Please, I want to write the way I know I can but without inspiration,
It’s like trying to catch that leaf in a gale.
I hope you can give me a hand,
Love, Hea xx