Stolen

by Still Slightly Broken   Jan 19, 2010


Daylight is fading do quickly
Hours turn into days
Writing words that mean nothing
Reciting lines from ancient plays

Wasting paper like it grows on trees
Ink being poured down the sink
Pounding headache getting stronger
Far to dazed to clearly think

Walking blindly across the sand
Cutting shells offer no relief
The right words have been stolen
From my mind just like a thief

Uttering words that have no point
Stringing together meaningless phrases
This elegantly bound book is empty
But my writing fills all the pages

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  • 14 years ago

    by Fire Catches

    "Uttering words that have no point
    Stringing together meaningless phrases
    This elegantly bound book is empty
    But my writing fills all the pages"

    My favorite part, you ended it just right!

  • 14 years ago

    by Hologram

    Walking blindly across the sand
    Cutting shells offer no relief
    The right words have been stolen
    From my mind just like a thief

    ----------------------

    I completely understand ..
    Sometimes I can never get the right
    words out and it ties my head in
    knots ..

    But keep up the good work :)
    It never ceases to amaze me

    xx

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