Why can't I write anymore? I finally have something to say. For the first time in months I have something inside me Begging to get out. I have a weight That compels me to speak That needs to be communicated.
But my writing is all ****. It's all the same now. I can't think of Anything new to say Even though I feel the need To put a pen to paper And let the thing That's been giving me headaches Every night Have its turn to speak.
What is it you want to say? Demon? Monster? Ghost? Whatever you are, You're taking up too much space. So say what you need to And leave me again.
Are you trying to tell me That you're lonely? That you're tired? That you're bored?
What the **** Do you want me to do? I'm just as powerless as you.