If I were to begin writing again,
where would I start?
Have I lost the power to use my words-
To use my words to craft pictures,
feelings,
senses?
I question
A lot.
Is what I have to say important?
Unique?
Worth writing down?
There is doubt-
Doubt that I have anything to add
to an oversaturated
world of words.
But then… I love it.
There’s healing in words
In sharing a thought
Expressing a feeling
And having it be seen
And felt
And shared.
It connects
Me to others
And others to me.
And that is what I love
That is why I write.
To connect
To communicate
To share.
To remind me, you, us
That we
Are not alone.
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