Sep 2011
I just want to write
I try to listen to music for inspiration
Nothing, it’s silent here
I stumble across photos for inspiration
Some photo I can’t put to words
I open a book and read others words for inspiration
A melody of vocabulary that’s lost on me
I scratch the recesses of my mind
Trying to find some worthy words to scribble down
The only thing that I can see
Is a long line of ‘Z’s’
In front of me
I try to listen to music for inspiration
Nothing, it’s silent here
I stumble across photos for inspiration
Some photo I can’t put to words
I open a book and read others words for inspiration
A melody of vocabulary that’s lost on me
I scratch the recesses of my mind
Trying to find some worthy words to scribble down
The only thing that I can see
Is a long line of ‘Z’s’
In front of me
