I get my ideas at night

This blank paper 

Stares back at me

Taunting me 

Daring me

To write

Words should be pouring out of me

And yet

They are stuck inside my head 

Tumbling around 

Making me go crazy

Because I just need to say

What I think

But it’s two am 

And when I wake up 

My writing won’t be that good after all



17 years old

More by Amelia_v

  • Deny

    Even when you deny that you ever broke me


    Just come see me at night and watch the tears streaming down my cheeks

    Just listen to my heart slowly when your with her

    Just see my eyes fill with questions 

  • Me

    Always putting others before myself, I don't know why, it's just something I do too much and too often

    Maybe I am enough, just the way I am, if I look a little deeper than just what others say they see