My feeling to write is my one desire
I hold it so tight, my hands catch on fire
It burns, it hurts, can't find the words
To describe the pain
Of this blasted curse
I feel it inside me
It wants to escape
I need to write
I can't find a way
Everything is jumbled
Nothing is clear
The words come out of my mouth
But I am crowded with fear
Of ongoing thoughts
Of never being able
To accomplish my dream of writing
It's like I'm disabled
From the one thing that I was put on this earth to do
To bring imagination and joy
To those who need it the most, it's you
To give people an escape
That is all I want in this world
To pick up a pen and a paper
Write down every word
That will take them somewhere else
That will let them forget the day
If only for a moment
They will read the words from that page
YOU ARE READING
Fake You Out.
PoetryThoughts put into poetry. Life put into words. Sometimes I just jot stuff down when I'm bored. I hope you enjoy.
