What do you write when you cant get it out.
When all of your thoughts scream and they shout.
a disfigured choir that frustrates and mames.
Bouncing around till my sanity is lame.
I writhe when I write contorting my words
Turning them to sounds best unheard
So locked an hid is where they stay
In the the back of my mind laid away
Constipated with emotion and feeling
Leaving me bloated, imagination reeling
No outlet for them nor for me
This is so new, how could this be
Never this problem has it arose
this is not the way that things go
Never before have i felt this full
My thoughts and ideas eating me whole
From the mind to the pen and pen to writing
But for some reason everythings hiding
I cant write a picture, no painting of words
What is this problem, it is absurd
From flying to signing and some dark halls
To walls and thier stature and how they fall
Those are all gone my well is taped out
Even though my mind screams as it shouts.
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Submission Name: Taped Out Well
