Monday, March 16, 2009

A Writer’s Blight

Am not blocked and am not blank
I know words and I have them
I see things and I feel them
I hear voices and I listen to them
what is wrong?

Am too open and have too much in mind
I don’t know which of these thousands of words to rhyme
Am not sure what am seeing and I can’t tell what am feeling
The voices are too many and I’m not sure to which to listen
This is wrong

Am thinking of what has happened
And resounding what I have said
Am straining to see and hurting with feelings
Now the voices are screaming

Not sure what it is that happened
And reflecting on the reality of what I have said
My eyes are teary with what they see
And my heart is speechless within
Trapped in a world of uncertainty
This must be wrong.

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