I am not a poet
For poets seize to leave blank pages
Telling stories til their ripe old ages
Filling souls with inspiration
Spilling joys of all relations
But I don't have ****...
Blank pages waiting to by graced by my pen
But my mind feels as empty as the sheets I'm drowning in
How I yearn to be a poet
To let loose my tensions,
My fears
The love so deep inside me
I need a release,
But I just can't word it
Can't phrase it
Because I am not a poet