I can’t stop
With an irresistible call to my laptop
The feeling builds until I must strike the keys
My head is hurting from thinking
Every day I tell myself it is over
It’s not
I must write more
The word count is low
I won’t stop
No one can stop me
You can’t catch me
No, not yet. I’m almost there
The innocent white paper
No. I won’t spare you
I don’t care if you beg
The ink pen is for you
I can’t stop
Killing words daily
Executing paragraphs
Murdering chapters
People try to help me
Book covers. Editing.
Proofreading.
None of it matters
I won’t stop
I’m the writer
Words can’t escape my page
Formatted against their will
It doesn’t matter
Soon they will be buried
In an ebook
Where everyone will find them
I can be reached at https://www.tonicrowewriter.com/
