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Sink

"Don't pay attention to the words you write on your 
paper"...
They say with a grin,
Too afraid to begin
Can't pick up the pen.
The words somehow seem wordless.
Too robotic.
Too nervous.
So you write a little at night before bed.
But you don't feel the same feeling
you use to with a pen.
The grips not too right
Kind of off
"So don't write?"
Remember?
Too nervous
Too afraid to produce.
Too afraid of how they'll react.
So scared a part of my heart might snap.
So you close the book.
Too afraid of who might look.
But it took...
So long to write...
All those endless nights.
Where I felt pain in parts of me 
I didn't know could hurt.
"**** that book."
You think
on the brink 
of burning the ink.
Wait.
Stop.
Think.
Stop and take a drink.
Swallow your meds over the sink.
Realize you're the ship they can't
Sink.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 7/18/2017 3:56:00 PM
This is great. On the brink of burning the ink. Awesome! Keep them coming.
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Date: 7/18/2017 9:22:00 AM
Wonderful Tricia. It's rhyme, and very very intense, those last 5 lines especially.
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Tricia Campese
Date: 7/26/2017 12:44:00 PM
Thank you, Darren. Really, thank you!!
Date: 7/12/2017 11:13:00 AM
This is great, love the internal dialogue, the angst, your style :)
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Tricia Campese
Date: 7/26/2017 12:47:00 PM
Yeah, I love you.