A Way to Keep Living

Writers have
this insatiable need
to be recognised
understood
and heard

I wonder
if this is sprung
from the wisdom
beyond the years
of their peers
and the inconceivable
rich inner world

Or perhaps
they are just
too tired of
not being
listened to
or allowed to
express freely

The fighting spirit inside
rises up
to take charge
So they live
through the characters
of the story
they so eagerly tell

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I want to tell a story
that touches you
without giving away
the intimate part
of my soul.

But,
without a piece of my soul,
how would I reach you?

Would a story worth reading
if it is told
in a soulless way?

I guess,
without sieving through
all the dirt,
I would’t come across
gold.