writers blockA Poem by brianna vega
writers block
woreds are flowing out but nothing feels right cant find the gold cant follow the rainbow twisting thoughts in my mind nothings making sense pause baby pause hold on to what is right ............................................. so take a deep breath feel the air on your tongue the words the magic in your finger tips hear the music in the air the splashing water in the kitchen and friends laughter in the other room youve alienated your self but u dont care u dont feel right uneasy you hold back too much you act out on false emotions and when the real ones catch up you f*****g drown i always talk in third person in my writings i unno why im looking at myself as if throiugh a lens im not real © 2011 brianna vega |
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1 Review Added on January 10, 2011 Last Updated on January 10, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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