Healing Block

Healing Block
I need to write
To work on characters
running wild in my head
Characters that refused to be ignored
to feel the keys under my fingertips
gaining comfort from each stroke
to let the words flow from me
incoherently,
haphazardly,
all over the place
however the heck they want to come out
to release-
cathartic streams of consciousness

I need to write
To create something
To bring to life, even an imaginary one,
something that has meaning to me
An expression of myself
One I can share with others while still being veiled
I need to breathe
through black and white,
words falling on sheets of paper
Coming together
to say what I cannot
to release what I cannot
to paint images that I cannot
to heal where I cannot
to reach where He can

But, yet, I cannot
And ain’t that a bitch

by Wanda M. Toby