Like painting or drawing…or writing.
Times of grief because the inspiration just does not come.
Frustrating, heart palpitating, teeth grating…
Just do what works! But what helps?
Maybe…to sit in silence, in darkness, try and figure it out
On your own.
After awhile it gets old.
Who knows what kind of black ball the frustration builds into
Inside
Pushed down deep and compact…
The inside stress that eats away to your
O u t s i d e
Death.