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Blank pages and empty thoughts My bag of words has fallen short With little out there to express Just how I truly feel inside What is a poet without words? It’s just like a singer who isn’t heard On stage exposed to the world Mouth open with only air escaping I sit here with my pen in hand Hidden pressure lurking around me Expectations for wondrous things To be written from my timid hand What is a poet without passion? It’s like a painter who paints in the dark Eyes closed off to the canvas N...

The sky above painted blue Reflects off the oceans surface Every breeze dances lightly Over the smooth rippling waves It laughs at the sea sitting helplessly As the wind is free to travel The turning of the tide fights back Tossing about in anger Cursing the heavens for confining it so Mocking the current it follows Yet the sea knows the hidden truth That the sky above is truly sad Because ever so often it trickles down Unsalted tears from the clouds above So as a sign of friendship The sea s...

Blank pages and empty thoughts My bag of words has fallen short With little out there to express Just how I truly feel inside What is a poet without words? It’s just like a singer who isn’t heard On stage exposed to the world Mouth open with only air escaping I sit here with my pen in hand Hidden pressure lurking around me Expectations for wondrous things To be written from my timid hand What is a poet without passion? It’s like a painter who paints in the dark Eyes closed off to the canvas N...

Is it normal to hold back your tears, to hold back your sadness, suppress all your fears and pretend as if all is well in your world? I constantly feel myself at the brink of mass tears, and yet when I begin to cry, it gets held back. I feel as if I am constantly placing myself in denial state of mind about everything, not allowing myself to come to full terms about what is bothering me. Right now I think everything is the cause, but to be honest I am not sure anymore. I am tired of feeling ...