Writer's Block

Good evening Wise Writers! I hope you are all doing well on this fine Thursday. The last few poems have been rather depressing. The poem I am sharing today is not necessarily upbeat or happy, but it is also not depressing. It is neutral. Today’s poem is about the struggle of writer’s block. A common struggle among all writers. I wrote this poem trying to write a poem for my dad on his birthday. This is one of my favorite poems. I can’t wait for y’all to read it!

Writer’s Block

So many thoughts in my head swirling around. Can’t put pen to paper. Every time I do, I just erase it. So many ideas trapped inside this brain of mine. Feels like none of them are good enough. Will I be judged? Pressure mounts up. Feel like I can’t breathe. Want to impress the crowd. Frustration boils over. Why can’t I write something groundbreaking and earth shattering? Relax. Breathe for a moment. It will come on its own. Let it flow. Trust the process. All so clichè. My writing will come to life, one day.

I hope this poem encourages you. You can do it. Take your time and write a little bit at a time. Keep writing even if you don’t like what you are writing. Sometimes, our worst rough drafts become our best final drafts.

Hamster in the Wheel of my Mind

Welcome back Wise Writers! Today’s blog post is about anxiety. I wrote this poem in my creative writing class when I was in high school. This poem really helped me understand my anxiety. It also showed me that I was not alone and anxiety is not something to be ashamed of. It is something we all struggle with at one point in our lives. I hope this poem encourages you. You are not alone.

This poem is titled Hamster in the Wheel of my Mind. I hope you enjoy reading it!

Hamster in the Wheel of my Mind

Anxiety makes gray clouds surround me. Frivolous thoughts pound in my head. Trapped alone in my room with nothing else to do. I wait for them to laugh and belittle me. I wait for the tears to drip down on my shoes. Starving and sleeping. Comes and goes when I have lost all control. Sneaking behind me and watching my every move. Feeling lonely and worthless. Worrying about every little thing I do. Ashamed of myself for letting it get to me. Company that never leaves. Feeling a tremendous amount of angst. Heart pounding out of my chest. Butterflies turn in my stomach. My head spins out of control. My hands constantly tremble. My legs shake uncontrollably. I fail to control my anxious thoughts. I wait for the stench of gasoline to overcome my body. Flushed face and teary eyes. My legs stiffen as the anxiety creeps in. Meaningless reasons and a voice that never leaves. Leaving a pile of regrets for me to see. I hate when it shows up at my door. It causes me to feel busted like a can. Sweaty palms and shaking arms. I fall to the ground struggling to get back on my feet. I sneak out of parties to go home and get some sleep. Anxiety loves to use me for their plans. They stomp and kick me to the ground. They’re the bully that lives inside my mind.

Silence

Hi Wise Writers! I will be sharing another poem with all of you today. This poem is about silence. This poem is about what being silent feels like. I wrote this poem after an argument with my parents. This poem is another example of how I use writing to process my feelings and get them out on paper. Even if it’s just writing them in my notes app which I often do... haha. This poem is called Silence.

Silence

Silence is uncomfortable. Sitting in the aching pain that comes from your heart and flows out of your eyes. You have words you want to say and feelings you want to express. Instead, you put a barrier between your mouth and heart. Fear of sharing your emotions. Will I be seen as critical? Will I be accepted? Will I cause more trouble? Are my feelings valid? Do I deserve to express them?

There is a time for silence. But, we all deserve to share how we feel. Someone is always willing to listen. Your feelings may not always be true, but they are valid and deserve to be heard. Reach out to someone who can help you. Keeping my emotions hidden is something I struggle with as well and it is not healthy. If you feel like no one will listen, go to God. He is willing and available. Don’t live in silence, share your feelings.

Silence speaks volumes.

All About Me and My Love for Writing

 Hey Wise Writers! My name is Grayson Freeman. I am from Charleston, SC. I live in Summerville, SC. I am the oldest of 4 siblings. I have two brothers and one sister. I am a college student at Charleston Southern University, studying Communications. My goal is to attend graduate school and become a speech therapist. One of my hobbbies is obviously writing. Some of my other hobbies are spending time with family and friends, going out in the boat, going to the gym, line dancing, trying new coffee shops, singing, and reading. Now for the question you have been waiting for... what caused my love of writing? I have always been a creative person for as long as I can remember. I was never good at sports. I have always been gifted in writing since I was a little girl. I learned how to play the piano in middle school. Although, I haven't played the piano in years. I'm not sure I even remember how to do it... haha. Back to my love of writing, I have always been a writer even if it was just writing about my day in my diary. I found my talent of creative writing, specifically poems and songwriting in middle school. Middle school was probably the hardest years of my life on every front. I wasn't accepted or welcomed into my middle school. My parents marriage was unhealthy and falling apart at the time. Thankfully, they are still happily married and just celebrated 25 years of marriage this spring. Anyways, I digress. Writing has always been an outlet for me where I could pour out my feelings and express them without fear of being judged. I really dove into my writing because I would just write out all of my emotions. I also love writing because I wrote from other people's perspectives whether they were aware or unaware. One of the first songs I ever wrote was about one of my middle school friends breakup. As the years went by, I wrote my deepest, darkest thoughts, worries, and fears in the form of songs and poems. However, I also wrote about my hopes and dreams. But, most of my writings are about negative feelings because writing was how I felt understood. This blog is going to be about me sharing my poems and songs with all of you. I want to do this as a way of showing you that you are not alone and we all have more in common than you may think. I want this to be a safe-space where we can be our most authentic selves and voice our hardest struggles. That is my main goal for this blog. There will be a couple rare occasions where I will review a book that I have recently read or am currently reading now. The message I want all of my readers to walk away with is this:sharing beautiful stories that showcase the beauty of life. Always remember there is beauty even in the struggle. I look forward to sharing with all of you.

Darling, give yourself the freedom to write what's eating you alive.

My 21st Birthday!