What is it about?
All this doing and going,
Do we know lovely?
Have we tied ourselves in knots
Because of things we are not?
I Will Be Writing…
When I am tired, and pain is eating me up.
When my mind is hard-pressed to contain itself and continue against disease.
When the bills come with no relief.
When I doubt anyone cares about my words or will read.
I will be writing because, as far as I can discern, there is no line, no boundary, drawn between words and who I am.
It has always been reading, writing, being. Take my experience of language from me, I likely would quickly cease to be.
Each curving mark, sentence, punctuation mark is endowed with life, a portion of me.
Maybe I seem to exaggerate, but given time away from expression, I begin to regress, fade, lose will to continue, and become unanchored in reality.
For some writing may be a pastime, an idle pursuit, and that may be best for them. Me, it is living, dealing, breathing, so I Will Be Writing…
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
As a prompt: Think of something that defines or confines you in existence. Create something that expresses this, and perhaps a blueprint for change or greater success within your personal constraints. Remember you can only control what you choose to acknowledge.