Thursday, May 29, 2014 | By: The Speaking Wood

Go ahead girl...

Go ahead girl take a bow
Why doesn’t it affect you now?
Or have you somehow
Learnt to hide it all

Go ahead girl be proud
Decibels beyond comprehension of the crowd
Your silence is shouting out loud
Time to stand tall

Go ahead girl keep up the act
Presumptions only support your tact
Never let anyone know that fact
For any pain big or small

Go ahead girl enjoy the way it panned out
Your strength is humility let it be known as clout
He is the only friend you’ll need without a doubt
Now hear your call

Go ahead now live it up
There is nothing more left to give up
For another season as you buckle up
Did you just break the wall?

Go ahead girl walk alone
What’s needed when by divine light your path is shown?
Let the world think your heart is made of stone

Rise up from the fall

The Writer's Block

I think writer’s block is a circumstance that often gets used as an excuse when you just don’t write; I know I am guilty of it for so long. Finally, when I decided that I will get back to writing I was looking for a perfect comeback post and that caused more delay to happen. This became a never ending cycle.  Today, however, a chain of incidents from the past few months and the one that happened today made me decide that I had to write. It didn't matter what I wrote or how it was, I just had to express myself through words. 

So here goes. 
I and my friends were watching a movie, a movie that they related to emotionally and had teary eyes. I was watching the movie with them and was at an advantageous position. As they were seated at and I was right in front so they could not see my face. At the end of the movie their opinion was that I could not find any connect with the movie. I smirked, so they did not see me drinking water cautiously taking my head up ensuring not a drop trickled down. I managed to hold myself back. Did I just achieve it? This was being said about me? I thought my face was very expressive so much so that it was difficult for me to hide things, yet, here were two folks who could not read it. This is not the first time this was happening but it is the first time I realized it did.

I had finally achieved what I wanted to for a long time not let the state inside reflect on my face and to me this was no less than climbing the Everest. The post that follows is a result of that realization.
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