Stand Up Write
It Can Be Real Hard
Then again nobody said it was going to be easy
Doing what you love
Then making a living from it
I try and dream and then come back down to earth slowly
I love the feeling of floating on air
Just like a balloon
We don't need the helium
We need something else
Peoples love
The freedom to dance good with two left feet
I feel untouchable
The closest thing I can relate it to
Is making love
Love is more incredible and more fulfilling
Then again writing has it's moments
When your in love
You feel invincible
That no matter what you do
Things are going to turn out alright
That is why so many people will do anything for love
The emotion is so strong
We look forward and will do what we can to make that feeling last
No one else has to know
It is more private but it also feels so right when it goes public
If it doesn't go well
We often retreat back into our own little worlds
Where we are safe and secure
We may want the world to accept us
The world is not ready for what we think or do
Writing is a lot like that too
We write from our heart
Thinking that feels so important and right
Then when we share it with other people
We find our views are not always appreciated and accepted
They may be down right wrong in the minds of others
We have to decide
To take what other people say as criticism to make us better
Without thinking
It is easy to take it to heart
To feel let down
Betrayed in some way
Now we are left out
Abandoned just when we look forward to other people the most
Sometimes we let them know
Other times we tell nobody
We want to go and hide back to our sanctuary
Hidden from the real world
It is too late
We have already broken the ice
One of the hardest things to ever do
I find at this point
We have two choices
We can go back into obscurity
In time people will forget
Life moves so fast
We will be forgotten
Then again we can
Muster up the courage
Forge on
Keep writing because we loved it so much
Find different ways to rekindle that burning desire
If it is holding a pen
Remembering the first time we used a pencil
Typed a few words on a manual typewriter
Progressed to a word processor
Got to see our words lift from the actual page
With an electric typewriter
There can be nothing better
We were wrong again
Years later writing on a computer
Seeing one hundred times the progress
Being able to share our thoughts with the world
In the very instant they are written
Well what is the next step
Keep writing
Don't stop now
You can see how far you have come
The people are not wrong
They have been supporting you all along
They want you to get more practice
Over time you will make changes
You will become better
It doesn't happen at your pace
It happens unexpectedly
Like the world of nature
You do not design it
You can take part and help create it
Then in some beautiful, fabulous way
Things take a turn
They develop better than you could ever plan
Now you have made it
Not rich and famous what so many people want
So much better
You have succeeded
You have done what you set out to do
You have been writing your heart out
Giving life to the words you know
When you see those words dance their own dance
You know all this time and effort
Was worth it in the end
You have understood the word accomplishment
A feeling of great relief
A feeling of sadness
Like you have just lost your best friend
Comments
DREAM ON (author) on August 03, 2018:
Ann Carr Having lovely people read are writings and following our thoughts and feelings is something so special. You might not realize it but the littlest comment goes along way. Thank you for being the first to read my hub and care. Hopefully each of our writings will continue to inspire and motivate others. Sharing love along the way. Happy Friday.
Ann Carr from SW England on August 03, 2018:
I know exactly what you mean about losing a best friend when you've written a special piece and finally published. But then if you re-read it, the friend comes back.
Criticism is hard to take but if people are kind they're constructive and that helps us progress.
Ann