The Nothings
My mood tells me
I have nothing left to say
I'll give up poetry
Forget it and walk away
I can't figure out
How trying harder
Doesn't make me better
Maybe I had limited lines
Now I'm empty
My mood tells me
I have nothing left to say
I'll give up poetry
Forget it and walk away
Stagnation is an ugly word
Has that happened to me
I can't redirect any which way
Facing only a wall of grey
Now I'm empty
My mood tells me
I have nothing left to say
I'll give up poetry
Forget it and walk away
Fed up of checking if it rhymes
Checking syllable counts
Forget it and walk away
*Just a mood on a page
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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