I can’t write anymore
I can’t
I can’t
Words and verses embrace my lungs and bones,
but nothing reaches my mind
My fingers constantly roam the keys,
yet, nothing seems to be right,
and I
feel hard to breathe.
I keep looking for pretty words
Where are they
Where are they
I need them, desperately
to describe my weary days
Oh I am sad, Lord knows I have been unhappy
That I must pour it all out
No matter how chaotic
How unlovely my words may sound.
Still, it’s a mess
Still,
I will write it all down
With the hope to find
The right words
Once again.
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Author:
Blue Violet (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hi! It's been quite a while since I last published poems. I fell in love and then out of love. Was sad, was happy, and sad again. I was so busy with my emotions that I let them overflow and not knowing how to control them or put them into words anymore. This has been a hard time, being unhappy and unable to express the unhappiness through writings like I used to before. I kept typing words down, just to delete all afterward. But I know I want to write, and I must keep on writing, so here is the result of my desperation and the very urge to interact with words. I hope this, to some extent, helps anyone who has been and is experiencing art blocks like me. Please keep on writing, and patiently wait until it makes sense again.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Those words will come back soon BV.
Andy
Thank you, Andy.
Writer's block happens. You will write your way out of it. Great job.
Thank you very much. Wish you a wonderful day
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