l i s t e n // poetry
i've had nothing to say
my brain's been locked
it absolutely hates the clock
but no words to speak
my mouth moves ever day
accusing me of being a freak
unable to be said
because of my inability
to make my thoughts reality
and though i don't know what exactly
i know that someday i will know
and my thoughts can finally be read
-livi
I feel this. Like so much. There are so many contests I want to enter but I just can't produce like that. I mean I can but only every once and a while. Sometimes it's good to just get something out. I think this poem does a good job of expressing the frustration behind that sentiment. Good work.
thank you!
Hey, I loved this poem. I like the slight hope at the end: after all the frustration, which I do feel, there's hope, the motivation you express to keep trying and trying to find what needs to be written and what needs to be said, specially what one's self needs to bring to words. Really nice! :D
thank you!