Sometimes I’m Too Sad To Write


I apologize for inconsistency-
I hate it especially
Because it reminds me of the way he acted;
I knew something was up,
And he kept giving excuses to avoid me for the night.

And the boy who likes to disappear on me
Only to show up after enjoying his whirlwind of girls-
I pretend to seduce men
To keep him at bay
When it is the very act
That drives me to pain.

Sometimes words cannot express sadness
But sometimes a well-shot photo
Or a well-shot body
Can fit the words trapped in my heart.
Sometimes it takes time to process,
Like color on polaroids
Or well-ground coffee.

But the point is
That when I don’t write
It is because I am simply
Too tired,
Too melancholy,
Too dead
To find words for feelings.
Usually I’m good at that,
But sometimes, not even the dictionary has enough words
To describe what the heart feels.

Sometimes I’m Too Sad To Write

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