i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
somewhere between broken hearts
and putting them back together
i forgot how to pick up the pen
i was so busy piecing myself back together that
i forgot how to put pieces of a sentence together
it doesn't hurt to write and
i want to scream but
there is a calm dull throbbing silence
i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
i think you have to bleed to write
i stopped bleeding when i ran out of blood
i think you have to cry to write
i stopped crying when i ran out of tears
sometimes i wish i was broken again
because this silence isn't much better and
screaming felt good and
not having the words feels worse.
you have to be in touch with your emotions to write poetry
i am not in touch with my emotions
i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 9:39 AM UTC
i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
somewhere between broken hearts
and putting them back together
i forgot how to pick up the pen
i was so busy piecing myself back together that
i forgot how to put pieces of a sentence together
it doesn't hurt to write and
i want to scream but
there is a calm dull throbbing silence
i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
i think you have to bleed to write
i stopped bleeding when i ran out of blood
i think you have to cry to write
i stopped crying when i ran out of tears
sometimes i wish i was broken again
because this silence isn't much better and
screaming felt good and
not having the words feels worse.
you have to be in touch with your emotions to write poetry
i am not in touch with my emotions
i write
but not really
i'm a poet
but not really
