Inspiration

Emotions bring the pages to life
I wait for mine to be just right
Created through sorrow, pain, and Misery
Happy poems exist only in Disney
I try to be strong for her
Show I'm not wrong for her
She is my pen, her words are my ink
The words can cease but ink is infinite
It's like a perfect sonnet inverted to slash down its meaning
A perfectly scripted romance film without the happy ending
I'd give anything to get rid of the inspirations I'm receiving
Find happiness again, peace of mind with my lost love
I wish that pitiful inspirations weren't the only thing you left with me
I wish that I could feel real again, and get rid of this Emo kid
I gotta lose this feeling, to go one way or the other is the question
To believe that she'll see the real in me, or find a way to finally feel free