My Heart Will Not Break

My heart will not break or shatter

But it will cry

One drop. Two drops 

A trickle. A stream

Until all my hurt is bled out of me

Here But Not Here

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A Call For Writers To Wake UP

This is a call for all writers to wake

Shake off the laziness of a multi figured pay check

It is time you came to see what our faction does

It is time that your just writing for monetary purposes mentality is brought to heel

I an unknown writer has come to rebuke you

Who I am is not as important as the message I speak

But we as authors have compromised too much

As a author our most defining trait is now greed

We need to push our readers higher 

Encourage them to explore new depths

There will be no more of us using small words to satisfy society

If they can't understand us then there a wonderful thing called a dictionary

We are too quick to jump on the popular bandwagon

We no longer encourage our readers to grow

Our writings now have no real meaning

Oh how I miss the society of old

If you say your writings are for grown ups

Then write in a way that we can relate

We have come a long way from that 13 year old girl 

Reading her mother's Mills and Boon's books that she ferreted away

I am not suggesting that you suddenly become Puritan

Or that you depart from your inspiration today

But the only time I should be reading about so much whips and chains

Is if I am school reading over one of my slavery essays

Do not give the excuse that sex sells

That makes you sound like a prostitute explaining her trade

I will read about aliens kidnapping women like everyone else

But at the end of it don't make me say Where Is The Plot

We have a responsibility to our readers 

To distinguish between to, too and two

We are partly responsible for shaping society

I entrust my descendants future to you

So this is a call for writers to wake up

No more should you reside in this slumber

Let us now bring forth a new enlightenment

So we can truly say we feel a sense of achievement