Powerfully penned, Nick. Brutally honest write my friend. Excellent work. Appreciate you.

Damian

I like how in the first stanza, you start out hazy and that no cares, then the next you explain the addiction and how everyone should relate in one form or another, because there are so many different addictions. Then you come back at the end and want to know who your true friends are.
You lead the reader of this very nicely. Good write Nick;))

Beautifully penned, Nick. A very heartfelt write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sounds like you’ve got yourself a touchstone. When the world rolls heavy on you, she’s the solid that makes it bearable. Beautiful, my friend

This is fucking great! Love it. Can totally relate.

Powerfully penned, Nick. Honest fucking write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m conflicted, I don’t know whether to feel happy or sad that I can relate. Great ink, Nick.
~P.G

The picture you painted here is spot on, and wow, written so well. Nick

Powerfully penned, Nick. It’s not crying wolf my friend. Creativity is cycles and a huge fucking circle that spins like a merry go round brother. When I was a younger version of me I thought about quitting everyday. It doesn’t happen everyday anymore, but the thought will linger from time to time. Sometimes we all have to take a break and find the next path that hasn’t been traveled yet. I call it being stuck between chapters, actually I just made that up. lol. And right on cue the writer in my head is always there. All I’m basically saying is don’t be so hard on yourself my friend. It happens to us all, it’s the one experience we’ve all shared in our creative journey. I think you’re an incredible writer who just needs to reset. Stop thinking about writing completely for a little bit, believe me the itch always returns. Hang in there Nick. Best wishes brother, I’ll see you further down the road. Appreciate you.

Damian

Our good friend, Damian, is absolutely correct. Be gentle with yourself, let it all go for a while and fill up your reserves. Everything, especially creativity, goes through periods of ebb and flow. Perhaps like a great and deadly thunderstorm your next poetic wallop of a write just needs time to build.

Keep the ink wet, my friend!
Clay

I can say with certainty, you made yourself felt in your words. Your love, your passion, your compassion. It’s all there in your writing. I’ve felt your good spirit in it all. I’ve shut down a time or two, thinking it was done. If hitting pause is needed, we’re all still here to greet you with hugs if you return. And if you don’t, you made a lasting impact, my friend. Take a beat, take a breath and follow your star