Just a mini rant here.
I hate my poetry some times.. not the words I put on paper, but the ones stuck in my head.. a thought lingers for days, Then I go to bed.. im almost asleep and all the words just flow into place, I know I should get up and write them then, but I am so close to sleep, I should keep a recorder close by.. but I never think about it.
And yep you guessed it.. by the next morning, I have all the words still there, But I cant seem to put them back together... :mad
I hate my poetry some times.. not the words I put on paper, but the ones stuck in my head.. a thought lingers for days, Then I go to bed.. im almost asleep and all the words just flow into place, I know I should get up and write them then, but I am so close to sleep, I should keep a recorder close by.. but I never think about it.
And yep you guessed it.. by the next morning, I have all the words still there, But I cant seem to put them back together... :mad