Write away

Writing always peaks at your lows

After all,
Who’s got time to be a writer
When you’re soaring through a sky of abandon
And all the words you ever want to say
Are impulsive, joyous, passionate, fleeting,
Falling from your lips faster than you can taste them
Like electric particles on the wind
Moments whispering into thin air
Without the permanence of paper
They needn’t stay in a place to be read back
Because you’re living the story of your dreams
Right here, right now
And you haven’t got the sick kick
Of breaking your own heart in the name of art

So how did you write all of this?
Written by MgAl
Author's Note
I haven't written in a while. I'm one of those people whose writing only seems to show up when life is difficult or I'm in a not-so-great mental state. And lately I've been pretty happy and haven't had the urge to put things to words, even when I would physically sit myself down and try to make myself write something because I hadn't done it in a while. Welp, I've been going through some episodes lately. Written lines and verses here and there that are disjointed and angsty and don't really make much sense, but still resonate with me somehow. Then I wrote this and took in the irony of it all.
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