With everything life has thrown at me thus far,
I still only feel stagnant
when I stop writing.
Doing so has kept me from my lowest

Whether Poem
Song
Thought
or Feeling

What does one do
when they feel the passion
has been beaten out of them
torn away from them
ridiculed for and by them
What has happened to that art,
which used to save you from them?

but I shall write again, as I am here . .

only hoping that passion is not the anger and resentment
I am displaying now