Desire

I forget that there's a lot to express.

I wish I wrote the way I thought,

Obsessively,

Intensively,

With maddening power and emotions.

I wish I wrote through all my nervous breakdowns,

My poetry falling out like an open manuscript,

In a timeless display,

Fading into the abyss.

My hand would never stop,

My mind would wander to you,

And I am afraid,
All I'd do would be to write about you,

More than I ever should.

Reviews

[light and ashes]

Practice.
Just write when you feel these emotions hit you and you will get better at it over time.
You expressed yourself well in this.

[Sophia Adams 007]

Sure will, thankyou.

[light and ashes]

You are very welcome.