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jasnels
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i used to write often years ago. I can't write worth a damn anymore. i couldn't sleep and stayed up all night. I tried to write but couldn't, so i wrote about not being able to write. before i knew it the poem sounded like a metaphor for my life. i know its nothing special whatsoever, but i'd appreciate your honest opinions. thank you.
i have so much on my mind that i sat down to write
but i all i can do is fight to think of the next sentence
i thought i'd have a lot to say about the way
things have been going but i'm only pacing about the apartment
spacing out and killing myself trying to figure out
the next line in a poem about nothing
I have so much on my mind I thought Id sit down to write
but it took me all night just to find where to start
as though my heart isn't free and my mind cant agree
that i've just been trying to convince myself nothing's missing
somehow wishing i had written a poem about my life
i guess i did exactly that
i have so much on my mind that i sat down to write
but i all i can do is fight to think of the next sentence
i thought i'd have a lot to say about the way
things have been going but i'm only pacing about the apartment
spacing out and killing myself trying to figure out
the next line in a poem about nothing
I have so much on my mind I thought Id sit down to write
but it took me all night just to find where to start
as though my heart isn't free and my mind cant agree
that i've just been trying to convince myself nothing's missing
somehow wishing i had written a poem about my life
i guess i did exactly that