10/08/2017 empty page

Dakota

Let me out, pen is the key and paper is the door.

But it isn't enough I need more. 

Working myself to the bone and waking up sore.

Busting my ass just to pick myself up from the floor. 

And I want it more than anything I ever did my whole life.

Just do my thing cook up these words add

The right spice. sharping my sentences my pen is my knife. 

I want to make a talent worth tasting 

Fix all these mistakes I am making. Thinking 

to hard putting myself in a blank stare. Where

I'm going to go if I don't put myself out there?

I got to re-arrange and change before I get to 

Comfortable in my young age. 

So I grab the pen and the empty page

  • Author: Dakota (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2017 21:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: What do you think ?
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  • Goldfinch60

    That empty page can be daunting but if you use your pen as you have in these wonderful words those pages will be filled with glory.

    • Dakota

      Thank you very much for the feed back I apceiate that so much.



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