Flint

Flint

I’m glad I still find inspiration
now that pain is no longer at
the forefront of my spirit
I’m glad my spark burns bright
because it wants to
not because it’s
fighting the
mourning
dark.

Below are some notes about this piece, including the thoughts and external inspirations that occurred during its creation. 
Bear in mind, this is simply what I was thinking of when I wrote these poems and what they mean to me. If you interpreted them differently, that does not diminish how you felt as the reader nor the correctness/incorrectness of what you were thinking. 
Flint [2024] is a nonet I wrote when I had a little bathroom revelation about still being able to find inspiration after starting to heal from my a strong bout of anxiety and depression. 
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Below are some notes about this piece, including the thoughts and external inspirations that occurred during its creation.
Bear in mind, this is simply what I was thinking of when I wrote these poems and what they mean to me. If you interpreted them differently, that does not diminish how you felt as the reader nor the correctness/incorrectness of what you were thinking. Poetry is subjective, and so is being alive.