writers block
staring at the clock
i take my mouth to the pen
no ideas come from within
want to write my feelings down
let it all out, before i drown
i want to tell the paper just how i feel
want the ink to bleed, let it know my pain is real
then i realize just what is wrong
my heart is empty, i have had not feelings all along.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. :)