Thursday, September 9, 2010

Well, this is depressing.

What good is a soul if it's not laid bare
daring the fates to crush it.
What good is a mind that's never shared
with thoughts and plans to nourish it.
What good is a life burdened with pain
without joy to balance it.
What good are words born from these things.
The writer inside, time to kill it.

1 comment:

  1. Okay, I'm not trying to show off here, but I had an immediate response:

    Words, not just actions, can lay bare the soul - but only for another to see it.
    Words, not just faces, can share the workings of a mind - so others can use it.
    Words, better than feelings, can shift the balance of pain and joy, the better to temper it.
    The writer within longs to be heard... She has a voice. Use it.