Dear Writing I’ve Missed You – A Letter To My Love Of My Life – A Writing Poem From My Soul


 

Asexual Perspectives print book
Author Sandra Bellamy With Her Asexual Perspectives Paperback Book

Happy to say that I have an extra Asexual Sex Story for my Asexual Guide To Sex book and all next month my main focus is finishing writing this book. Which will be my second for asexuals.

Writing will always, always, always be the love of my life. I want to write a letter here to my love of my life.

Dear writing I’ve missed you.
I’ve missed you so much, I want to kiss you.
Without you in my life, I feel like I am dying,
And right now I am crying.

I am trying to do the ‘right thing’,
I am trying to do what should bring,
Well you know, the big M thing,
But dear writing you are the only thing,
Academic wise,
That makes me come alive,
You are the one thing,
That never tires,
And the one thing I never, ever despise.

Writing is like setting your soul free,
It’s the ONLY way in my opinion,
You can ever leave a true, lasting legacy,

It’s the only way you can truly change the world,
You can light up another’s life,
And make them see,
That all the truth and power,
Lies within thee.

Dear writing I have missed you,
I truly want to kiss you,
You are my heart and soul,
And without you I am dying inside,
If truth be told.

So what happens when we are not doing what we are suppose to be,
Is our body reacts, involuntary,
It shakes us up and makes us see,
We aren’t fulfilling our true destiny,

God, the universe, the powers that be,
Show you the dangers of not living your destiny,
They give you pain, they induce the worst,
To say what the heck do you think you are doing, Why are you not giving your body what it wants and needs,
And denying it’s thirst.

See you may think writing is just that,
But when you truly listen to your soul,
You know it’s far more than that,
When you deny yourself to use the gift you were born with,
Or you denying it, in favour of another it,
It’s like losing a best friend over and over again,
It’s like agony and then some again.

Your body will go crazy,
Your spirit will feel more lazy,
You heart will pine for something you are denying it,
And all for what?
To conform and fit in?

Maybe this was never your intention,
But maybe subconsciously, that’s what you forgot to mention,
Maybe you need to stop denying your body, heart and mind the truth,
And that is, your writing is living proof,
Of exactly why you were put on this earth,
So please go back to it, and live your full worth.

Go back to the joy that you once new,
And connect with that disconnect,
Your soul and body will thank you.

See you never really left it and me and you know this,
But when you think about it, you body is in a mess,
But it’s nothing you can’t fix.

Because within your body, soul, and mind,
You need to have the courage to know this is my time,
Other things can wait,
But this can’t.

Because you need help,
Others need your help,
And the only way to fix this,
Isn’t by doing what others do,
It’s to look after precious you.

It’s about standing up for what you truly believe in,
For taking a stand and not trying to fit in,
It’s about working hard at what you truly love to do,
It’s about reaching for the stars, the light and the moon,
It’s about getting your best friend back and healing you,
It’s about reaching out to your writing and taking it by the hand and singing Grease Lightening,
It’s about remembering the heart and soul of you,
And that writing is you and at the heart of what you do.

It’s about living your life, fulfilling your own purpose and destiny,
It’s about taking charge of your life and living your truth with passion and vigour,
It’s about being you, Sandra Bellamy the writer,
And loving what you do.

It’s about knowing no other occupation will do,
Because writing is your life, it’s your heart, its about you.

When I say it’s about you, you know it’s designed to help others too.

You went through shit,
And you got through it,
You needed that to happen,
To write about it.

You needed to have lived life,
The rough with the smooth,
Now go ahead again,
And prove them wrong.

Be who you are truly born to be,
Don’t hold back,
Don’t come from a place of want and need,
Don’t come from a place of lack.

For when I think about writing,
There is a joy within my heart,
Like nothing I ever feel again,
Nothing ever comes close to this piece of me,
That’s why I have to fulfil my writing destiny.

I want to thank you God and the powers that be,
For manifesting chaos and pain within me,
Because I know you want me to see the truth,
No one and nothing can heal me, but my own self.

So I am going back to writing more,
To blogging,
And opening up my writing door,
And if I have to leave other plans behind I will,
But I think that maybe, just maybe, it’s been about writing all along,
Because I don’t do a business in which I can’t sell books,
I don’t just do a business and this I overlook,
It’s always in the back of my mind,
How can I help more people, using my writing shine!

But right now more than ever, I need to help me,
Because by helping myself, I will always help others you see,
They will always go hand-in-hand for me,
And that’s why I need to fulfil my writing destiny.

I noticed I just used the word need,
But when I use that word in the context of writing,
It’s a need within my soul,
It’s a thirst within my heart,
And I have been denying it more of late,
To focus on other things and make this wait.

No more will writing wait for me, it’s fighting back in my mind,
And telling me to fulfil my destiny,
It’s longing and it’s missing me,
When all is lost and gone,
Writing will still be with me.

So close the doors and shut your eyes,
Getting back to what you love and come fully back alive.
Go back to living and being beautiful you. Loving truly what you love to do.

Get your writing best friend back,
No longer have this lack,
Go grab it now and end it’s sorrow,
Dance with it in the moonlight,
And no longer will you need to borrow,
Short term happiness,
But you will get that writing friend back and put an end to this madness.

For one perfect month, I want you to focus at least,
On your writing joy,
And having a writing feast,
On getting back to the true love of your life,
Who has always been by your side.

Instead of leaving your writing best friend,
To fend for itself,
And be behind you,
Waiting from afar,
I want you to join hands once again, and live in writing bliss and harmony,
Focusing on your destiny.

Because when all is said and done,
And you look back at your life, and you are almost gone,
You will go with a happiness inside of you,
That you lived your true authentic life,
You did what YOU do,
And your legacy will live on.

 

It’s great to be back with you. Missed blogging and writing so much xx

Stay quirky and write soon

Sandra xx