Time i have.

Lost in the sky
waiting for words to come to me
to express how I'm feeling
modern art
turned down
just an empty pot
long thoughts
a confusing scare
to forget
what words would make sense
and understand
with holding a written notice
for artistic license
re-clicking my toe
apologies
and to finish with
that was uncalled for
Arrows pointing
to
directions i don't even know
no words have come to mind
maybe i feel nothing
waiting- wasting time
time i have for a reason
a picture
i thought id never see
lines being filled
- the sun-
ever felt like you don't belong
going inside
nothing to say
in till i understand
So to confuse my written words
more
not being modern art
but a siren
to say back off.