I wanted to write a poem
But the words seemed so out of place
My fingers moveed across the keyboard
As I tried to make some sense
Of the thoughts that seemed to pile up
When there wasn't something for me to write on
For days I gave up, hating that damn poem
Walked away after I marked my place
Days later I would return to my keyboard
Finding my rhyme pattern made no sense
The thoughts that had piled up
Were nothing I could actually write on
Five times I wrote that poem
But the words never had a place
I cried out and threw my keyboard
Why doesn't it make any sense!?
I walk over and pick the keyboard up
And find a delete key to place my finger on