I sat to write from deep inside
To plumb the depths down in my mind
To analyze what festers there
Then sort it out and solace find

But looking in and peering 'round
Find jumbled masses in a rage
Each voice insisting it's the one
Demanding freedom from this cage

Retreat with haste and turn the key
No wiser than I was before
Close me up with bolt and lock
Scared to e're reopen that door

One thought on “Blank”

  1. Just how I’m feeling today. I want to write my thoughts on many things but I feel so mixed up with so many voices and priorities filling my head space. This poem really resonates with me.

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