My Plea for Sanity

by Meet Me On Thames Street   Jun 22, 2007


I put pencil to paper but my hand doesn't move
My mind is racing
My heart is too full
I don't know what to write
What words to pull
I want to write my problems away
But now there truly is no answer
No way to soothe my crazy mind
Because what is the right choice
Follow my aching heart
Or listen to my minds voice
I guess for now I'll just sit here and write
And if nothing comes out of this
At least my mind will get a rest
While I'm lost in writing bliss
For this may not be my calling
But at least for now I'm not falling
For this keeps my mind from crashing
My emotions from flying free
Because at least right now these words
Are all that's holding me
My one last plea
For sanity

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