I open Samsung Notes
I try to write with passion
But then I smell the scent of sugar and cinnamon
And I start to lose my determination
I try to write
But the smell disrupts my focus
Maybe this poem won't even exist
After all, who will even want to read it
I try to write
But I smell the scent of sugar and cinnamon again
I can't give up
Even though I may be fighting in vain
Focus must be stronger than hunger
There is no surrender
I will write this poem
Even if it may not be the best in the world
YOU ARE READING
My December Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote this month for Poetmas Instagram challenge
