Write!

Some days I wonder why

it is so difficult to write.

My hand slows down

until it does not move.

Other days the letters

fly

out of the pen

to make words on the page.

The days that I

hurt the most

the words flow freely.

Every other day they are stopped

as if by a dam.

I want to write about

the good,

and not just

the bad.

But the words don't flow

and it ends up sounding

choppy

and no one likes it

me least of all.

So I will write

about the sad

but let people know

when things are good

instead of when they're bad.