THINK

I pick up the pen
THINK
And lay a paper down
Waiting for something to come


PLEASE THINK!!

I look at my surroundings

Pleading for inspiration

But the silence voice

is all I hear in my head

WRITE SOMETHING

I cry aloud

WRITE ANYTHING!

I urge my brain

But nothing comes out


It's like a craving

An addiction

That I can't live without!

Up on my feet I stand

Crimping the paper in my hand

throwing everything away

With rage I leave

With the exhausting fear

Of never to write again.


I break glass

And turn the music loud

Searching for noise

To clear my head

Then slowly withdraw

With silent steps

Crawling up to my bed


I close my eyes

With one thing in mind

Tomorrow the muse arrives

And I'll write again

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