Poems From The Mind-COMPLETED

Writing

Writing becomes like a chore

When you have no words in your mind

You force yourself to think and write

But nothing sounds good

You mind keeps ordering

"Write now. Write now. Write now."

It doesn't understand

You can't think of what to write

So you force words out

Becoming sloppy and rushed

Your works begin to fail

They, truthfully, suck

"This is what you get."

You brain says

"For not writing when I first told you to"

You curse your forceful mind

Then you grab your sloppy works

And throw them away

Then you sit to enjoy

What you like enjoying

Writing.