Blank Page

The song by Tim McGraw is what gave me the idea for this one.

The blank page

is stareing up at me

Waiting for me to write.

 

The pencil sits in my hand,

wondering how long until

It touches the clean, white paper.

 

The thoughts drifting through

my mind, waiting to get put down

into words for others to read.

 

But, there are too many thoughts;

I can't make them make sense,

So, they stay in my mind.

 

The page remains blank;

The pencil unused;

My mind still full.

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Hi there, don't give up.. your writing is great and you will find your purpose in writing in time.. it doesn't all come out at once.. it's a gift that takes time to develop!!! I have had many moments where I have tried too hard to write and others where I have made 20 poems in one night. I also paint and when I am angry or upset I channel that energy into my art! Keep going I think you have lots to say.. and lots of people will relate to you!