LJ Idol 11: Week 0: Resolution

200 Word Letter Poem To Myself


Dearest Self:

  That feeling in your stomach

The aching hunger bordering on nausea

It’s trying to tell you that you are alive

 

Time is running out

The deadline on your life is undetermined
  but it’s set in concrete nonetheless

Your inevitable headstone already exists

So when the pain in your back and the strain in your eyes make      you want to curl up and cry

Remain resolute, have faith in the strength of your spirit

 

Start with intention and find your motivation

Not in the outcome but in the creation

Make an outline

A first draft

Have an epiphany

And delight in the mistakes that turn into wonders

Stop being afraid of your own imagination

leave it flowers and shiny things

and tell it it is welcome to dwell in your room and sleep under your bed

or in the swaying limbs of the tree outside your window

Give it a name and invite it to tea - or coffee as the case may be

But allow it to be beautifully twisted or saccharine depending on the day

Just remember that you have a voice
  and say everything you’ve ever wanted to say

Because any day could be your deadline day



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