Staring at the empty screen
can’t think of what to write
It’s here in my head
in my heart yet-
I can’t put it into words

I have so much I want to say
Know what I want to say
but everytime I try-
it doesn’t make sense

I’m a writer-
everyone seems to think
that it’s easy
that all you have to do
is open up your laptop
your journal
touch pen to paper
and it magically appears

it doesn’t always work that way
words can be such a cruel mistress
they can string you along
make you think they sound good
and just like that–

They turn on you.
screw up your train of thought
make you second guess your intentions
sound stupid no matter how you
arrange them on the page