My nana passed away in October of 2009. Ever since then, I’ve had terrible writer’s block.
I used to write everything, poetry mostly, but my whole life was writing and music. After my nana passed away, I had so much to say, but I couldn’t get any of it out. Writing had been my way of coping and dealing with the pains of life, but I lost it. And I really did go crazy, and I think a big part of it was because I didn’t have means of expression anymore.
Tonight was the first night in over 3 years that I managed to write a poem.
A real poem.
And while I’ll never share my poetry on the internet, out of fear of, well, lots of things, I’m really happy. Well… considering I wrote again, in other aspects, it could be better, I need M, he’s the only one that can cheer me up when I’m like this, but lol.
I hope this lasts.