Writer’s Lift Wednesday #1

This is a writersliftwednesday blog, sharing the works of fellow writers, poets and persons random. All re-blogs will be linked appropriately to their authors.

Writing is no easy calling and nothing easy was ever worth doing.

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Cheers,
Christina Schmidt, MA
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1. “FORGIVE ME”
by Keith Garrett Poetry

I was not created to be of perfection, I am flawed,

Do not expect more from me than you do of yourself.

Mistakes are mine of plenty, do not preach of my wrongdoings,

Look close into a mirror before you tell me of how I should be.

Forgive me for not being as great as you believe you are,

I am the mortal man, why is it you think you are better than me?

Sinned have I as hateful I have been to others, not the best one can be,

Try not to judge as hate is the best word in your vocabulary.

Forgive me fore I have not always done my best, words of anger,

Do not speak behind my back and describe what I need to be better,

Forgive me for not seeing the good in you, forgive me for not wanting you.

Keith Garrett


2. Fall in Love Again, by Balanced Mochas
Balanced Mochas

It’s been a rough 3 years, I’ve been misdiagnosed until about 7 months ago. The meds I was taking were actually making my bipolar disorder worse.

I’ve fallen out of love with pretty much everything including myself. I’ve felt so numb for so long that I didn’t care if I ate, got out of bed, or some days even shower.

I’ve worked deeply with my psychiatrist for the past few months to make sure I’m being honest. I want to get better because the shell I’m living in isn’t where I want to be anymore.

I don’t want to take medication but I have no choice, I can’t afford to lose another job, trade-in my 6th brand new car in 6 years, or stay in bed for days at a time.

Fall In Love, Again #mentalhealth #love #art #yoga #running #adventure

I broke things off with the (ex) boyfriend because frankly who wants to live with someone having crying fits…

The Art of Blogging

Punch the damn keys. I mean it!

Don’t think, just write! Rummage through your soul for the things that hurt, that count, that make you joyful, remorseful, bitter, angry, hopeful, and hopeless. Write about them. Punch those damn keys. Write as if these words will be the one thing everyone will be reading when you’ll be gone. Write as if you had ten more minutes to live. Just ten more minutes.

Write with conviction. With passion. Write as if your words could nudge the world a bit, and you’ll soon find out that they can.

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