Category: Writers Block
I've stitched myself together
with broken threads.
I write on paper
that's torn to shreds.
I read from books
that are not yet bound.
I walk on an
uneven, broken ground.
The only way to keep my balance
is to wear shoes that change form.
They will help me
through every storm.
They'll keep me down when the wind
comes to carry me away.
They'll follow their own path in the rain
when its sound tries to lead me astray.
They'll hold me up when
thunder tries to strike me down.
They'll keep me stable
on this rocking ground.