I sit here angry with the writer (myself)
for his overuse of cliches, for his underuse of relatable things
Scorning his very existence.
"Why would you write, you fool?"
"Ah, It's an escape for you! Who gives you the right?"
No one does.
If you must, continue
I'd rather I heard 1,000 bad poems tonight
than let you sleep without writing a one.
Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 3:48 AM UTC
I sit here angry with the writer (myself)
for his overuse of cliches, for his underuse of relatable things
Scorning his very existence.
"Why would you write, you fool?"
"Ah, It's an escape for you! Who gives you the right?"
No one does.
If you must, continue
I'd rather I heard 1,000 bad poems tonight
than let you sleep without writing a one.
