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This frustration

I'm so angry I made myself
      Sick
Hiccups in my stomach,
    I'm frantic
This transformation sends me
    To fits
As reality takes another hit...

I'm stuck in this stippler
        Of apathy
A limbo of emotions I
        Cannot stand
And with all this hidden
        Energy
And this talented right
        Hand
I still cannot create
        Poetry
That is fit to satisfy
    MY DEMAND
And            Standards

Author notes

Yeah I know it's cliche' in that EVERYONE writes a poem like this at least once. But, I have had a lot of trouble with inspiration recently...

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  • x--nocturnia--x
    February 14, 2008
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    YAY for antiinspiration as inspiration

    Thats ok. This is a wonderful read and great write none the less


  • pimp daddy satin
    February 5, 2008
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  • Stoneface Gremlin
    February 1, 2008

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    I know the feeling

    I have been hitting a roadblock of sorts myself. I want to go in a new direction but, I am not sure which one. I have to wait until the muse stirs me with a beginning I can work with.
    This poem is unique in how the inspiration for it is lack of inspiration yet, it is a very enjoyable and expressive read. You vocalize your frustration in a way as to not sound immature or bitchy. You strike the middle of the two with a nice balance of "I'm not happy" and "I will get through". This may not be your best but, it is still a great read.