Tell me am I blind, or just lost my mind.
Wanted to make a poem today.
But the more I think of words.
The more they move away.

Elusive words.
And do not ask about the metaphors.
The verbs and nouns.
Seams to me this day they have all gone underground.

Tell me I am mad or something.
For the more I think.
The whiter the paper becomes.
And I just end with blisters on my brain.

Wow how that stings.
But today can not think of things.
So today no words.
Sept for these of course.