Why can’t I find the words?
I need more words to finish.
I have to finish what I’ve started,
Otherwise, it will all be for nothing.
I need to find the words,
To perfectly end my story.
I need them to come to me now, not later,
Because I’m running out of time.
Words, where are you?
I need you to finish my piece.
Why won’t you come to me?
Don’t you want me to finish?
I need some inspiration,
To help me find the words.
The perfect words,
The perfect ending.
I hope the words come soon,
I really want it to be completed.
The reason for my being,
The reason I am living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem, its got alot of hidden humour in it that is enjoyable to read. I can really relate to it, as ive always been known as the person that never finishes her sentence, as ive lacked in confidence to say the words i want to say. Its as though you live all your life just so you can be a completed story. I think its very original. weldone :) be cool if you could have a read on my poems 'The Path' or/and ' One name' and let me know what u think. Thanx :)