...And the writer buried her pen.

It's not that I lost interest or love for my art.

It's just that I've been stuck for a while. 

Words can't explain what's going on right now. 

The hurt in my eyes. 

The tears in my heart.

The screams in my head. 

Depression's really kicking my a*s this time. I'm not going to win.

So you see, 

I'm having a hard time rhyming lines. 

Making every word count. Making every letter mean something. 

It's too complicated to get it all down right now.

This piece is really just one of the casuals. 

..But I gotta write something before my bottle busts & I wind up doing something irrational. 

Because in this very moment,

I hate you. Me. & Everything. 

I feel lonelier than ever.

Sadder than ever. 

Man,.. I haven't felt even the slightest happiness in forever.

God, just help me. 

Believe in me.

Fight with me.

Please don't let me go unseen.

I'm trying. But I just feel like dying. 

..And all I can say is that I'm sorry.

I wish I could just forget this. 

Forgive. Live. & Rest.

But instead, I'm causing a mess. 

I don't mean to. 

I just..I miss..

Reviews

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Your emotions are pulling here... though it seems dark, there is underlying resistance also. I know this space too well, I hope you have been in better sprints. Strength and light to you!

[closed]

very expressive of the'' on again off again'' of the literary muse

captured emotively in this

[Ana B.]

well, i hear there is no writer without times like this, but don't worry, you'll come back with a bang ;)

[Simon Welsh]

Life is life. Hopefully you're back now.

[sinNsincerity]

Sometimes words can't explain, but you did a great job here Jessica.

[Emily]

What a great idea for a poem!!
Keep it up!!