When Poetry is Lost
Monday, January 25th, 2010I need to write, but I fear my own words. I am also terrified of the words of others.
My son was evaluated last week. I sit here waiting for reports that may be filled with words like severe ADHD, maladaptive behavior, depression, OCD, high functioning Autism, or Aspergers.
I do not know what words will be attached to my son, or what may need to change based on his diagnosis. I do know that nothing will alter the love I have for my boy. He and I are constant. Still, I fear the words that others will use to write his future.
I am afraid, and I do not know how to write that fear as anything beautiful. There is a total loss of poetry. I come here and attempt to write prose, but all I get is paralysis.
I believe that words are powerful. I need to use mine. I want to use mine. I truly do. Instead, I sit here feeling completely impotent, unable to harness any words that are worthy.
