Poems From SAMNM

Feeling Like A Dry Pen

Not having the power to say how you feel about a subject or a person
Stumbling over your words like a dry pen on paper
Yet it feels better to write how you feel than to yell it out
Knowing that no one will ever Know how you feel 
But Better to know you got it out
And I still feel worthless 
I feel like a coward when I let the words bleed on paper 
Instead of letting it come alive so I can feel powerful 
Powerful to the ones who tried to use me and still are
To the ones who hurt me 
Who played me
But being that indecisive girl I chose to stay quiet
Unsure if I should speak up or let it die down
So now 
Writing is one of my new found super power
I began to write till my hearts content
Each time I write I gain strength 
But now dry pens are becoming my weakness 
Reminding me of when I stumbled over words I couldn't say
Surprising me when the words I wanted to write disappears
Like a wound being healed
Like the words I should have said Falling to the ground
Being walked and stomped on
Becoming unimportant
Irrelevant 
Now because of this dry pen my words are becoming nothing
Can't use a pencil because my writing can become easily erased 
Just like my words can become easily ignored
Why pen?
Why would you do this to me now?
I need a pen so when I write my words can stick and be permanent
Why voice?
Why keep quiet now?
I need a voice so when I speak my words can leave an impact 
I just want my words to be the greatest thing I ever spoke 
And I want my poems to be the greatest thing I ever wrote
But like kryptonite to superman
Dry pens to my writing
My words disappearing into

~T.N.

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