Find your own words for sentences that take you out of yourself. In this way, you will internalize the craft of expressing what moves you. I knew I wanted to be a writer when I lost my heart to those angels soaked in ink. Keeping their company became more important to me than anything else. Then writing is no longer a question of discipline but of devotion.
Facility takes time.
And remember, time is a concept very familiar to us yet alien to angels. They have no interest in deadlines or schedules. Discouragement, too, is not a word in their vocabulary. Writing is worth losing one's heart to - and, yet, one must never lose heart. Just hang out with the angels as often as you can and eventually you will become so familiar to them, they will seek you out.