PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

My heart is torn
My mind is twisted
My words are lost gone from my pen
this pain inside can no longer escape it hides
unable to be released this paper stares back
at me taunting my soul , teasing away at my one and
only talent. Without my gift i feel like nothing. with out my
word i am nothing. this block is a brick wall please someone
come help me. Bring me a hammer or a bull doser . I need rip this down
turn it into dust . Back to the basics i go i need my escape back i need my soul to
ease from my built up anger i need that the break more than a sexual release.
I need it more that a simple high . Please oh please release my muse and
bring her back to me . i need your inspiration to caress my skin , to make my blood
boil. i have all this tention waiting to flood out all over you and this page . I need this mential
throbbing to be eased and cooled. Please just come to release my words come help my pen's ink penetrate onto this paper.