Nothing To Write

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I havent written in a long time and I felt like i needed to its hard to explain.

Submitted: October 14, 2012

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I have nothing to write

No inspiration to share with my fellow man

about how the world works.

No dream. no ambition to tell you about.

No whys to explain.

So why am I writing then?

Because I need to.

I have no inspiration in the world

no bright flash of the lights being

thrown on that I need to share

Nothing so noble

I just need an out.

An out of this everyday world where

Everyday I am told that I am not good

at what I love to do.

Where I am told that my writing is not strong

enough to lift mountains in its word or

even pebbles. That the music

I play is not as good as others

and how could I have played the wrong note?

Such an easy note how could I have

been so stupid?

Aren't my mistakes funny?

I don't practice because

I fear even then I wont be good enough

so at least I

don't know that for sure.

And you wonder why I have nothing to

write?

Because I am uninspired by the world.

Disillusioned of its greatness and

promise.

The unending repetition and

the hope for something better

that never comes.

Where hope becomes more your

enemy then it ever

was a friend.

Yet I write because

I need a place to be free.

That is why I don't

trap my word in scheme or rhyme or

rhythm because unlike me

they can be free.

Even though they say nothing.

Like I said I have nothing

to write.


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