ClaudiaNicoleW

Sometimes I wish the world could just set on fire and then I could be done

I don’t mean to dwell on things and annoy people. They just don’t understand that I can’t let them go because all this sadness I feel isn’t my own. It is the empathy for those I’m disappointing with my absence. And I can’t solve others sadness, or trust that they’re okay when they tell me they are. 

I wish people would stop telling me to be myself, and then follow up by saying to not be nervous. This anxious ball of nerves, is me. 

I continually feel like I’m waiting for my life to start. And I’m terrified it never will

Had lost some writing inspiration lately with big life changes going on, but finally getting some back now. Wrote a new poem tonight called ‘Never’ and feeling pretty hopeful to keep up the inspiration going in to the new year. 
          
          Hope everybody had a happy and safe  Christmas and New Year. 

I want to do more, and be more. 
          I want to stop being afraid of being criticised. 
          Or being too shy to get involved. 
          I want to make a difference. 
          Realistically not on a global scale. 
          But even just making a difference in one person’s life would be a start. 

New Poem out ‘Memories’ in my collection ‘Unaccompanied’  

Got a new poem 'One Night' published in my collection 'Unaccompanied' :)