Writing is crucial to my survival,

the way to unscramble the mess of thoughts in my mind.

The untangling of my rope,

the best way in which I communicate.

Writing is that comfortable place in my day,

where I can click away at keys,

filling a stark white page with some text.

Jumbled, disorienting, churning,

trying to make something of nothing.

Hours sometimes pass,

papers crumpled, fingers tired.

Life wouldn’t be life without writing.


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Author: tiredmindtypingfingers

Writing about writing and chronic illness, and trying to make something out of it.

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