Poetry – Day 25


Staring at a white space
Nothing but random gibberish in my head
I want to write something so spectacular
These words in my head crowding the area
Just don’t make any sense
They all shout at me fighting for position
Do they know I can’t focus like this?
I don’t think they care
They just want to be seen
They just want to tell their story
Too many voices shouting at me all at once
If I put my pen down, there would be such a raucous
This is why I continue to stare at this blank space
I still have hope the right words will come

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