Monday, August 19, 2002

255. Non-existent Thoughts

I search for something to write,
But nothing comes to mind.
I search my heart and
rattle my brain
In an attempt to put words
on paper.
I find nothing;
Scarier still, I feel nothing.
There is no emotion inside
me worth writing for,
no thoughts worth
writing about.
The pen moves, but no ink is
left behind;
The mouth is open, but nothing
comes out.
Fill me with something,
anything -
Worth living for.