I feel like my voice has been reduced to quick quips and one liners spewed out into the world like yesterday’s trash.
What happened?
I used to have things to say. I used to have halfway coherent thoughts that I was able form into words on the page and screen. Now my voice, when I have one at all feels empty and hollow. It feels like a whisper that gets swallowed up in the never ending sea of other voices in this world.
Is it gone forever?
My presence online seems to have been reduced to a fruitless quest to grab a quick laugh or some fleeting scrap of attention . A cry of “Hey look at me. I’m am here! Laugh at my silly words so I can feel important.” My voice is hoarse. My throat is scratchy from lack of use. Perhaps I need some Lemon and Honey tea.
Can I get it back?
I used to use this space to exercise my voice. Now it sits here collecting dust. Much like my voice. It’s time to break out the duster. I’m the only one to blame for this current state of affairs. Only I can break myself out of it. I have things to say. It’s time to start saying them again. I silenced my true voice. It’s time to take the silencer off.
What Happened to My Voice?
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Where did it go?
I feel like my voice has been reduced to quick quips and one liners spewed out into the world like yesterday’s trash.
What happened?
I used to have things to say. I used to have halfway coherent thoughts that I was able form into words on the page and screen. Now my voice, when I have one at all feels empty and hollow. It feels like a whisper that gets swallowed up in the never ending sea of other voices in this world.
Is it gone forever?
My presence online seems to have been reduced to a fruitless quest to grab a quick laugh or some fleeting scrap of attention . A cry of “Hey look at me. I’m am here! Laugh at my silly words so I can feel important.” My voice is hoarse. My throat is scratchy from lack of use. Perhaps I need some Lemon and Honey tea.
Can I get it back?
I used to use this space to exercise my voice. Now it sits here collecting dust. Much like my voice. It’s time to break out the duster. I’m the only one to blame for this current state of affairs. Only I can break myself out of it. I have things to say. It’s time to start saying them again. I silenced my true voice. It’s time to take the silencer off.