Why Is It Now So Hard?

Having wrote a poem (nearly) everyday seems to have drained my inspiration, but writing about the lack of inspiration seems to help for a couple of days.


Why is it now so hard

To put pen to paper

And write

When it used to just


Down my arm

Onto the page

Like the black blood

Of my bleeding soul

Telling the problems

Clotting the wound

But now

It’s easier to bleed


Rather than black.


Hope you enjoy, feel free to comment.

The Lonely Recluse.

~ by The Lonely Recluse on October 4, 2012.

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