A Writer's Last Words

[Ronin]

A Writer's Last Words
My words have no value, they are not real,
They are but Sabotage to the things that I feel
I will not write a single word more,
used up, discarted....a neighbourhood whore!
And as amember of the oldest profession,
It is at this point I make a confession:
There was a time when words were real,
A letter on a page all wounds would heal,
A time when books written were the greatest desire,
Reduced simply to fuel for the fire.
To the reader I do decree,
Truth to one's self is one's only key.

 

[bluegirl1]

i guess I don't understand the message...or was that the point?
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"Dance like no one's watching,
and love like it's never going to hurt...."

 

[Ronin]

Bluegirl.....
The message is what you make...its like looking at a painting. We all interpret things differently.
If you don't interpret anything, then taht is also cool. It's whatever you make of it....TRASH or TREASURE!!!
To me it has meaning, but to share my meaning with you is to take away all the fun.
I'd rather think it trash than have to explain what it means to ME.

 

[SugarCandy]

wow that's beautiful...seems like they're is some underlying message in that....did you recently lose somethng that you loved? or did you lose interest in something you loved......? That was so good