PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Poetry can't flow when you simply can't feel

When you're torn asunder and judged for appeal

When experiencing turbulence you must try to unfold

Expressing and revealing until your story is sold

And at times as we've heard, it gets harder to speak

For fear that the words won't reach what they seek

It's appropriate to try and to try once more

But admitting defeat is what a voice is there for

This kind of adjustment may be just what you need

To drop your second act and to take hold of the lead

To justify your presence by removing your curse

And to embarrass the winner by getting there first

Jealousy's common among the casual and the shrewd

But take a good example from those who pursue

It all ends with some whiplash and a sting in the rear

And it's best to rest a spell when it all becomes clear

I'm sure that you feel contained the moment you stand

Shifting the opposite way from the morals at hand

And I will say openly, without any doubt

The way that you choose will be the easiest way out

Inevitable in the end is the sorrow that you swallow

So why writhe and burn in what need not be followed?

The reasonable solution is to turn and run,

as fast as you are able

This face your fears bullshit just makes us unstable

In some situations these things may come to rest

But in other times and places you're just kind of helpless

Take no shame or decay and flee the scene soon

Make a swift escape by the light of the moon

Keep it simple and please take my word

She hasn't spoken since, and her head hasn't turned.