i wish i could say i was different;
that your inspiration is gone
but it's not
the way things feel is still the same
floating memories in the wind
on a carousel of severed memories
(wasn't that a load of shit?)
even complex metaphors don't change things
i find the simple things hurt more;
everything hurts more
care for a rhyme?
well, you're gone
nothing can change that
i can rhyme for you
sing for you
cry for you
it's all the same song
empty tears
broken heart
i'm confused at all this mess
i laugh and it doesn't sound the same
running out of inspiration here ..
i'm looking at the clock now
tick--tock--
let's close our eyes
come back to earth
and this poem can be nothing but a dream













Comments
*hug*
--
Ameas Qua.
Thank you, darling.
i guess everyone does.
but like everything else,
it will pass.
life and pain is just writing material!
and if we can get something out of it,
then it was worth it.
--
a.
"writing is fighting."
-frank chin
sniff.
A terrible feeling
we all can relate in some way
--
Art is either plagiarism or revolution.
-Paul Gauguin
~.~
No, im not back.... just checking out some stuff!
im so glad im back..
its brilliant, Kel :]
--
♪ ♫
I've run out of complicated theories..
i like this even though its sad its just that its true and real and i can feel it.
--
subliminal confetti
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