Poem #335

Somewhere between the smoke and alcohol,
the hobbies and oversleeping,
the binges and the purges
you realize it was never a writers block.

You screamed your words at that page
to let go, to release.
You never expected they would scream
right back at you.

You used to write to let it all out
now you fake writers block to keep it all in.
Just to avoid reading what you feel.
Just to avoid facing your own fears.

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12 thoughts on “Poem #335

  1. You know…you could title the poems too… It becomes more interesting to read your poems! Amazing poem though❤❤❤

  2. This one hit hard. Very nice 🙂

  3. Very enjoyable and true

  4. And isn’t that the writer’s dilemma?! A powerful explanation of the pain we work through.

  5. Get to think of it. Sometimes we just don’t want to write how or what we feel and then call it a writer’s block. Amazing poem Luna! Love it!


  6. This.. what I am feeling right now 😦

    Great poem ever! 😊

  7. The Eclectic Contrarian August 28, 2020 — 8:17 pm

    Never hold back. Better to release the rain before you storm.

  8. Pingback: Poem #336 – Luna
  9. What a beautiful, thought provoking poem. Has left me wondering too now.. 😊

  10. I really enjoyed your poem,insightful and well written!!

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