I do not know what the future may hold for me
I’m just getting back to my dreams
Just starting over again this writing thing
I do know what I would like to do
But it’s big not small and I am not so sure I can pull it off
After years of stopping and starting
And running because fear will do that to you
Or to me
I’ve really been giving this so much thought
I’ve been crying and screaming
Huddled quivering in blackness like I had some sort of infliction
Not sure if illness of the mind is worse than illness in the body
After giving much needed thought and consideration
I have decided to jump out
Or at least stick my toe in and test the waters I am about to dive into
Everything sounds so good in my head
And I can never get the rhythm right, or what am I really writing about
Do the pieces fit, is that a misapplication of a punctuation,
How’s my grammar, how about spelling
Pronouns, nouns,
Is what I’m talking about relevant?
So many decisions, so many critics
How many negative voices will I hear overcry, overshadow the few
The few who get it, who have open minds
Who want to learn?
After giving much thought and consideration
I’ve decided what the hell…
I do not know what the future holds for me
But I know that it’s up to me