Empty Page! by Chris South


Empty Page! by Chris South

 Empty page!
4am and yet
Another empty page
Waiting for these words
Here they come once again
Contemplating meanings
They mutter and stutter
Flutter around like birds inside my head
Searching for a perch on which to hide
Somewhere they cannot be read
So here they come
These thoughts
Which should by now be dreams
Some with faces
Some with names
Others bursting at the seams
In desperation to be heard
Those feelings locked away inside
That seldom speak a word
Now vocalise their pain
Rise up to the surface
And then submerge again
Sleep is now an option
Rather than necessity
Perhaps I’ll listen longer
Hear what I would say to me
Where will this all end?
How long shall I spend tonight
What more can I write
To say what has not thus been said?
What else can be written
That cannot yet be read
Within this book?
Take a look
Back through these pages of my life!
Each one tells a story
Some of glory some of strife
Hopes and dreams and fantasy
All laid out in rhyme to see
Fear, pain, frustration, rage
And then?
Another
Empty page!
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