Tonight this pen is heavy with all the things I have yet to write.
Stories whose inspiration came long ago.
Poems from memories I can hardly remember.
Essays I have not been assigned.
Lyrics that I tried so hard to rhyme.
Letters filled with words of love and affection.
Tonight this pen is too heavy to write all the things I have yet to write.
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
Tonight this pen is heavy with all the things I have yet to write.
Stories whose inspiration came long ago.
Poems from memories I can hardly remember.
Essays I have not been assigned.
Lyrics that I tried so hard to rhyme.
Letters filled with words of love and affection.
Tonight this pen is too heavy to write all the things I have yet to write.
