ZoningA Poem by prymoreA poem about me Zoning out of reality to write, I hit a creative burst of energy from music I was listening to and I fully Zoned out, and this is the result.The rush of the mind The opening of my mind Exhilarating Power coursing I feel a force through my fingertips It is always this when I write When I truly zone out of reality and everything I am fully zoned out Mind rushing Ideas flowing Exhilarating Ideas flow thousands in a single second Zoning in too quickly causes headache Pain Writing is my gift from God My passion My life And even though I’m a published author I cannot say author Only arthur Exhilarating the mind rushing feeling of creativity Zoning is my life I zone when I’m sad and become happy as I massacre characters to destress I am insane I know it But sanity is overrated these days It is insanity that helps me keep sane I enjoy the mind rushing flow of zoning out I am Exhilarating Once writing I must keep at it Or risk headache and pain in my mind A fog forms when I zone back in too quickly I must expend the energy I gain from it I am tired all day and night I sleep little Dream a bit Remember some Usually the bad I am writing when zoned Though zoning is harder due to age and ill effects of medication from the younger days I am zoning and losing it now I will stop writing Zoning is what the title will be For it is my life Zoning out of reality space and time and into my mind Into the dark void where I kill characters to calm and test killing Zoning out into Oyak’s story years ahead of publishing Much lost due to memories limits Zoning is fading now Seems I kept it up through music I will stop now A bit of a fog will rush A bit hopefully no headache though as I write it comes on I feel satisfied with the poem Though not poetry Though still poetry to me Rhyme doesn't exist but written in a form of such I enjoy it I enjoy zoning © 2020 prymoreReviews
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