I
sat down to write my poems
I
look up at my big small little clock
I
sat there feeling overwhelmed
Wow!
I love the writer's block
I
wish you could join us, the best club
I
did put pen to paper
With
the feeling of the worst going to be better
With
my future hoping to be better
I
couldn't stop now or never
But
then I lift it up
I
feel joy and happiness erupt
Each
thought I wrote out
Each
and every single emotions I let out
Every
single feelings I thought about
Sooner
I even forgot what my poems were all
about
I
let out the giant in me, I found my rhythm
It
was like a hit or miss
I
put them down even in pieces
Maybe
I might find solace, comfort and peace
But
I finally finished it, and ended up with this...
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