Scattered Phrases

Poetry

It's arduous trying to write innovatively.
New ideas words and feelings; but when I try it brings me infamy.

It's not enough anymore to spill ink onto a page.
To let emotions from a cage.
It turns it all into rage.

It's not enough amymore.
To simply turn words into verse.
Even trying to rhyme is... Wrong.

And you, as a poet. As a writer. You know this.

You know that it isn't simple.

And that you only write with ease for a while.

It's only a matter of time before it's gone.

So what will you do when everything you love is wrong?