Surrender

Sometimes I feel like it has been stolen,
That I cannot grasp what I feel and see.
There are times I feel inspired,
and just as quickly they have left me.

I’ll sit with thoughts at the ready,
but the blank canvas allows them to escape.
Is my self-doubt that deadly?
My imagination is waiting for my surrender.


I was attempting something new and frightening all at the same time. I received advice about writing daily prompts and pinging back to the Daily Post. I figured what the hell? I already submitted writing to other places why not? My imagination has been through the ringer and with having CPTSD there are times I need to reign it in, and then there are times that I need to go searching for it.

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