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I’m finally writing again!

Challenges are what make life interesting; overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.

~ Joshua J. Marine

Hello everyone!!! I haven’t posted on here in forever, and I deeply apologize for that. I have had no inspiration to write anything…at all. My tics have been higher than the sky, depression made me feel lower than the ground, and life was just seeming like another roller-coaster.

But, FINALLY I have been able to write. I haven’t written in any of my novels yet, but I have been writing poetry. I even wrote my first song in over a year and a half. I do have a poem that I want to share that I wrote, but first, I’ll explain what my tics are now.

My newest tic is actually two old tics and a current tic combined. I not only have forceful inhalation, but now I have forceful exhalation right after powerful inhaling. In between this horrific battle of the tics, gulping steps in. So, I am having a triple whammy at the moment.

Not only does it make my mouth extremely dry, it ruins my singing voice, and sometimes it is hard to talk. I even get headaches. And it feels like each tic is fighting over me. Who will control me first? Who is most powerful?

So now that I have put my ticking into some detail, I will now share my most recent poem. I hope you all like it. It’s called “How Many?”

How many times can I get back up after being knocked down?

How many times before I finally break?

I watch life pass by and wonder if I’ll ever achieve at anything

My dreams, my goals, my life in general

How many hits can my whole body take?

How many hits before I finally fall?

I see myself fail at everything in the future

I see all that I want being thrown out the window

How many names will I be called over and over?

How many names before I forget?

Forget who I am on the inside

Who am I really?

I’ll tell you who I am

I am one who gets up time after time of being knocked to the ground

I take multiple hits from several situations and I am still standing

I am called copious names and I have not forgotten who I am

Who I am meant to be

What I am meant to achieve

How I am meant to cope

When I am meant to break

I will survive by letting fate lead me through life

I will not try to avoid showing my feelings

I will express myself through voice and pen

I will follow my heart and listen to my gut

I will travel through this world

Knowing one thing

I will be me and only me

And no one can stop me

Thanks for reading, and I hope you all are having a marvelous day. :)

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RowenaM

6 Comments

  1. “.. before I forget? Forget who I am on the inside …” The muse is with you.

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