Poem
6/10/2020
I can’t seem to write the song
I’m trying to sing.
My throat catches
My pen doesn’t seem to want to work
Things are rushing inside in ways I can’t explain
I just can’t get them out
I can’t even tell what they are
There’s no bridge
No melody
Just snippets of words
Phrases
And a couple notes that can’t find the rhythm.
It’s overwhelming
It’s wearing me down
So much inside of me
And
I can’t seem to write the song
I’m trying to sing.
6/10/2020
Hurting
Anger
Never seems to end
Life is that way I suppose.
Peace
Love
Joy
Happen too
Embrace what you can when you can.
I can’t seem to write the song
I’m trying to sing.
My throat catches
My pen doesn’t seem to want to work
Things are rushing inside in ways I can’t explain
I just can’t get them out
I can’t even tell what they are
There’s no bridge
No melody
Just snippets of words
Phrases
And a couple notes that can’t find the rhythm.
It’s overwhelming
It’s wearing me down
So much inside of me
And
I can’t seem to write the song
I’m trying to sing.
6/10/2020
Hurting
Anger
Never seems to end
Life is that way I suppose.
Peace
Love
Joy
Happen too
Embrace what you can when you can.
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