Jewel once said that she began to use people for song material. I feel like I'm dangerously close to doing the same. Whenever I start to feel uninspired someone comes along and provides me with the perfect emotion to write with. And that's just things that have happened to me! People are constantly unloading their problems onto me and it would be too easy to write about them. Of course, I wouldn't want them to feel alienated but what if they never knew? It isn't like I would make it obvious. Poetry is never that obvious.
Last night I wrote my best song yet. Also, I FINALLY cried. FINALLY. I feel like I was just too numb and refused to think about how much loss I felt until last night when I faced the issue. It was cathartic. It was also lucrative. Sometimes I hate that the two are so connected. Nothing is organic anymore. Nothing is without a purpose.
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