Writers block

Another crack at poetry from me. No book this time taking some advice and just writing. I was told once if you have writers block, write about it.

So empty so vast
so small, I know
but when I look
an eternity
it stretches past

those words, they echo
“Just f*****g write”
I look within
which is where I find
nothing, I’m empty
no light bulb
dinging above my head

I walk away and, DING!
That’s what I should have said
I run back, the words, they scramble
I try to reorganize, it’s too late
they’re dead

Author's Note

I'm a fairly new writer and a brand new poet. Be harsh, be kind, but be most importantly, true. I promise I wont mind.

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

:-D

And you did...you just f*****g wrote...and it is...sublime. Keep it up; you've got this.