Without warning, words fly out of me
Thick and fast.
I'm absorbed
Inspired
I don't want to do anything else.
I can't stop
It's relentless.
Indestructible, yet temporary all at the same time.
Words tearing the world apart with their presence
In good ways, and bad.
Then somehow, the weather will change.
I'll stop as quickly as I began.
The snow will settle, and I will take in its glow, feel inspired, and appreciate the way its presence makes the world a better place.
There won't be another storm for days, weeks, months.
The residue melts away.
I need it back
I do everything I can think of to bring back the blizzard of words
I need the storm to function.
I even move to places where the snow is more likely to fall.
I'm a fool to ever think I control the words
For the storm controls me.
Because still I wait for it
Outside,
Sniffing the air,
Eyeing the clouds,
I'll take anything I can get.
I tell myself I'll be satisfied if I catch just one flake on my tongue
I'm that desperate for the snow to start.
But it's never enough.
I always want more.
Thick, heavy flakes of snow
Words.
Every
Single
Day.
About the Creator
Sally Hurrell
Sally is a budding author who recently decided to share her work with the world and see if it goes anywhere. A keen backpacker to 60 countries, when she's not travelling she's living in Guildford, UK, and trying to read as much as possible.
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