When Words Fail Me

When words fail me, I write and post poetry. And apparently, words failing me is what is happening today. Holidays went well, so it isn’t the introvert burrito situation I sometimes, okay, all the time find myself in after a wave of peopling.

I have no idea why words are failing me today. Sometimes it is what it is, as therapists remind me. Not everything that occurs is for a reason. But damnit, I would like a reason why today I am struggling.

So clearly, this isn’t the post I planned, either. And yet another reason why I need to get these posted in advance. But the holidays messed up my schedule for getting that done. And maybe it is just me, but writing and being creative on demand is not something that I can do. But, on the other hand, maybe it is. I have already written this much, so maybe there is something to that.

I Write Poetry Instead

When words fail me, I write poetry instead. And that is exactly what I did today.

This poem has been rattling around in my head for several days now. I find it ironic today when words seem to be failing me. Or maybe my brain just can’t understand what I was writing about? Yeah, it could be that too.

I added a few bits to represent how I feel about this poem today. Hopefully, it is as humorous to whoever reads this as it was to me modifying it.

Anyway, on to the poem!

Wielder of Words

(but not today!)

Formation of imagined

Thoughts,

jumbled at first

(all the time today!)

then fine-tuned to

cohesive structures

shared and understood

by others.

Words become

weapons

pierce deeper

than any sword

or

kindness expressed,

a long-distance embrace.

Words,

holder of power

beyond compare

(but not today!)

For what thing can

create worlds,

destroy them,

Bring a smile

or a tear

Without ever existing?

Therapy helped me rediscover my love of writing. It took me years of healing to get to where I am today. If you are struggling with anything, give therapy a try. 

I recommend Online-Therapy.* Encouraging therapy is their first step in healing.

Check out some of my other writings about alcoholism and sobriety. “The Slow Descent to Sobriety” starts my December series about addiction and my journey with sobriety.  To see the harsher side of what people say or think about sobriety read, “I Wished You Hadn’t Stopped Drinking.” It’s a doozy.

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