#FridayFeeling!!!✍✍🎶🎶✍✍

I have been held hostage in ‘Slackerdom’!!! It’s a little kingdom that has kept me from writing as much as I usually would for Two Drops of Ink and for my personal blog. The inhabitants of Slackerdom usually visit me when I get caught up in work. They convince me that work is more important than pursuing my passion. What’s funny is I do what I love for a living. #Amwriting and doing #socialmediamangement daily but work is work. Returning home to the creative realm on a daily basis is an almost impossible trip. I fall prey to the #impossible forgetting that #I’mpossible!!! Half written compositions are evidence of my attempted voyage but I am unsuccessful in reaching my destination. I get lost along the way!!! Practice what you preach, Chica!!! Is what my creative side screams from the recesses of my being. The workaholic puts her in chains and throws her in a #Heart Shaped Box.

Today, I’m working on social media for my love… Two Drops of Ink. I have been separated from my love!!! Funny to say that when I have Live, Love, Share but Two Drops of Ink is a relationship I can’t explain. A forbidden affair that I can’t get enough of.  Live, Love, Share is a love that I take for granted but don’t want to let go. I need Live, Love, Share!!! It’s me stripped bare, truly naked, transparent with all inhibitions out the window. My readers see me and ALL my flaws. Liberation feels good!!! Allows my light to shine brighter!!!

This, my friend, is my #FridayFeeling. An attempt to Live, Love, Share! Hey, enjoy the song by Santan “Put Your Lights On” that I felt was fitting. At least in my head!!! The lyrics are poetic truth!!!

 

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The thorn in my side

A beautiful poem by “Two Drops of Ink” editor. Check out all of the beautiful poetry by William Power.

Two Drops of Ink: A Literary Blog

The mental obsession
It won`t go away
It won`t l let me go
It leads me astray

Help me o` Lord, I need to be strong
The days are so short, my nights are long
Do for me lord what I can`t do for myself
Put me away on some high moral shelf

I fall on my face, I curl up and pray
Please take it Lord, please keep it at bay
The mind is locked in, nothing else can I think
The evil inside gives a laugh and a wink

I have no control, there is nowhere to run
The thorn in my side gives off heat like the sun
I look for some answer, a proverb, a verse
As the darkness surrounds me a prayer I rehearse

Then finally it’s plain that release must be had
My soul deep in sadness, my addiction so bad
My fist pounds…

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