write, create, art

A NEED TO LIVE LIFE AND CREATE

A DESPERATE NEED

I need to create and leave something behind that will live long after I’m gone.

I don’t want to lie on my deathbed one day and have so many regrets that I can be buried underneath it.

My purpose is to create something out of nothing,

To fill blank pages with my sorrows, worries, and fears and turn them into something beautiful to share with others.

In this way, I connect with others.

This is why I create, why I need to write. It is why my life needs to be an open book.

There is a need to build a bridge between my fears and another’s loneliness,

To leave breadcrumbs in the form of poetry and stories so that someone else can find their way and their voice.

Sharing my life gives another person the courage to be brave enough to share their own story.

This is my calling.

FULLFILLING MY PURPOSE

Every day that passes that I do not write, express or create, feels truly wasted. On those days I feel as if I’ve betrayed my calling. I feel as if I have wasted an entire day not living as I truly should be living.

I feel as if I did not live at all.

Even when I’ve tried to avoid it or ignore it or tell myself that it wasn’t important, there is always this nagging feeling inside of me, tugging at me, pushing me in a direction.

It is a futile feat trying to turn my back on it; I am an artist. I am creative.

You may not always understand what I create, you may not always enjoy what I share and you may even mock me and laugh at me, but that will only encourage me more.

This is not just a calling but it is also a responsibility.

Writing is an art; the blank page is my canvas, words are my paint and the world and this life is my muse.

What you finally see before you; is my work of art.

My gift to you.

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