Endless (death of writing)

by Nicole M. - Gemini

I write, praying that one day
My pen will stop moving.
I do nothing less than hope
My mind will sit still
And let me be

I sit in pain, beggin you to stay at bay
My insanity, you are building
With each passing day, I ponder the rope
Or better yet, the pill.
Everyday I still ask why this curse has been cast upon me.

Endless in it's chatter
Trying to find answers
And subside the feeling
Of inferiority...
Endless are my thoughts
And blessed be the death
That stops me from writing.

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2001-09-18 23:09:45
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:04
Poem ID: 65026

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