In the beginning this was exciting
I could pour out my feelings on paper
And pretend that made everything better
Now it seems there's notihng to say
But I want that relief from writing
For a while I pretended to write
So that others could be happy
What was I saying back then
No one reads this crap anyway
I've met one person who has commented
Maybe two or three
They've read a poem or two of mine
No one really cared
No one mentioned I deleted my link
So does it really matter to keep writing
I don't think so
Here's the point of writing for myself
I get what I think in writing
I shock myself to all ends
That is the true me there
Knowledge of myself is all here now, though
No more confusion in my head
No more guys to settle upon
I don't have an audience to write for
So who really cares?
No one I guess.
Oh Charlotte,there is a point to writing,it's called the calling within yourself.It's the call to you from within you to express in any manner for whatever reason and topic of your choice.It's a gift to be treasured by you even if others around you seem the cynic.Do it for yourself.Don't worry of the others,the true believers in writing will be there by your side.We care,I care, and yes there is a point........
I don't know about anyone else, but I read them, like, all of them, and I notcied the link was gone, and I know it seems pointless, thats why I stoped writing as much.