Lost for words yet again 1:24am still awake Head filled with screams Laughter following Hounds on a fox hunt Looking for a sign Where the rabbit tracks start Tumbleweeds rolling Maybe if I keep listening I’ll finally hear that poetic voice The shy one Only speaking when it’s had enough When silence becomes its enemy Provoking embers into flames I’ll continue to jot down Asking if it has anything to say Alcohol anonymous meetings Share your feelings The reasons for your actions Pass when you don’t feel like it Somethings got to give Please just say something to me Anything Even if it is Another suicide note We can’t carry out Deaths not a fast food restaurant We simply wait for a table
When you feel like writing but you have too much to say and it become a jumbled mess of words. I call it abstract poetry. Eventually something makes sense