Tuesday, February 24, 2015

it's only words

 highs, lows
migraines, and early birdsong
old friends & goodbyes
 a tiny thrill of freedom

try and make sense of it, let me know what you find.
 my world is topsy-turvy, and right now -- that's just fine.

I don't have any words right now, as you can see. The ones that come out are barely (if that) coherent. It's a jumbled mess as I try to work through the scars and attempt to 'feel' again. It's odd, being disembodied from your emotions. I'm afraid that I have grown too used to it, and almost enjoy it.
 The problem is you really can't write without emotion, at least I can't.
 I have grown tired of this apathy
 and miss living in my world
 - too much of this one, I guess.
So this, this will be my year.


  1. Well said, Hazel. I hope you'll be able to get back into your writing again - from what you've posted on your blog, your story sounded brilliant.

    I love the photographs you included in this post, too.

  2. Beautiful photos- especially that second one.

    I've been learning to think about my emotions as well, for my writing. I like being detached for them, but it makes writing hard. I hope that you can slip back into writing, and that the bad days are worth it in the end :)

  3. Thank you for the encouragement! I've since ground out a couple of passible pages in Winterkiln :) I can't wait to have enough material to polish and post snippets of :)