Blarbs

3. Letters

3. Letters

To: Whatever Gave Me The Urge To Write

I hate it when the words coming out of my head aren't the ones on paper.
I hate it whenever I feel like I'm not good enough.
I fear it when my mind dries up after I write, because that would the ideas are gone.
I envy others for the beautiful poetry the comes from their minds.
And yet...
I relish the thought of editing, because that means it's not over.
I am addicted to the feeling I get when I a scene goes right.
I like going on adventures and looking for inspiration.
I love my frankness when I write, knowing that there isn't anything
that would mask the truth. 

From,

Your frenemy

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[A/N]- This is not a poem, it's sort of a list/rant/letter thingy. If you consider it a poem then go ahead, but do not judge my writing skills. I am, after all, not yet a pro.