My heart was shattered, Hammered into a hundred shards,Broken. Now it is cobbled together,Pieces held in placeBy the last shreds of my will, And I hold the world at arm’s length.Afraid that if anyone should get through,Should actually touch my heart,It would crumble all over again.
Category: Creative Arts
Finding Your Voice – An Exercise for Creatives
Are you a creative person? Do you sometimes have trouble finding that deep, magical well of originality and life we all strive to pull from? Have your efforts turned dry, stilted, or repetitive? I’ve been there. I think everyone who creates, and certainly everyone who creates something worthwhile, has been there. And that’s why you’ll…
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