I have a vicious cycle. It starts with being happy proud successful. Then something changes, and i'm sad and scared, then I am too jaded to write about beautiful things. But I always come around, and I write about hope. That no matter what happens, I will always have hope, and that drives me forward and I break the surface of the deep water finally getting a breath of fresh air, and i'm happy, proud, and successful once more.
It's an infinite loop a routine that I can't break.
But what do I avoid writing about? What would break this loop, this routine?
*To be continued...
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