What do you write
When there's nothing to write about?
Who do you write for
When you won't read it out loud
Why do you even write
It was to get things out of mind
I'm starting to think
it is suddenly too kind
What should I do
When I lose my muse
Maybe I should let someone else
Use the pen that I use
Or maybe I should give it up
Anyway, I don't know
That's the one bad thing
About letting go
I spend lots of time writing 'bout him
Almost a year
On every poem about him
I shed more than one tear
Nothing
That's what I feel
Even though I know that feeling nothing
Can't feel real.
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Poem Collection
PoetryHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)
