Thoughts so chaotic,
Can't focus
Lifted
and
Still writin seems hopeless
Lookin at a steel door within a brick wall
Blank...
Starin at a white sheet
Expectin something to come to me
Hopin if I glare at this page long enough
I could throw up jumbled ramblings
In my head thru my pen
To form a structured write...
Or chaotic write...
Or a brainstorm of a write
But lookin so intently
At nothing appearin
Only builds discomfortin nausea
In the center of my aura
A throbbin pain just behind my eyes,
And chunks of words sittin in my throat
Waitin for the most opportune time
To be spewed & vomited all over this notebook of blank sheets
Writing this even seems to be a chore for me
Just in need of peace
So thought can flow and
Words are woven and intertwined
With each other freely
Need that poetic thought that's freeing
But I first need to be free...
Free of the chains and bonds that seem to be keepin me
...from writing...
Just need peace
Can't focus
Lifted
and
Still writin seems hopeless
Lookin at a steel door within a brick wall
Blank...
Starin at a white sheet
Expectin something to come to me
Hopin if I glare at this page long enough
I could throw up jumbled ramblings
In my head thru my pen
To form a structured write...
Or chaotic write...
Or a brainstorm of a write
But lookin so intently
At nothing appearin
Only builds discomfortin nausea
In the center of my aura
A throbbin pain just behind my eyes,
And chunks of words sittin in my throat
Waitin for the most opportune time
To be spewed & vomited all over this notebook of blank sheets
Writing this even seems to be a chore for me
Just in need of peace
So thought can flow and
Words are woven and intertwined
With each other freely
Need that poetic thought that's freeing
But I first need to be free...
Free of the chains and bonds that seem to be keepin me
...from writing...
Just need peace