So suddenly
Mood dropping
Like a brick
Why?
Why so sudden?
I’ve already written 4 poems today,
So, why does that part of Me
Giving me that scratchy feeling
Like a cat clawing at the door
To my mind’s room, annoying too
Looking for a way N to tell Me
I’m a bitch for not writing, more
Like I’m little more than a word whore
Are you N actuality
A self-contained person?
Or do you have a genius
Pulling the strings
Behind the scenes?
I’ve always considered myself
A particularly good guesser
But recently I’ve been thinking
Maybe I’m just really good at
Figuring it out, then forgetting
Exactly how I had found it out
I REMember now
Why I became a Poet
It was from heartbreak
And learning Poetry
Became the only way
I could REMember my name
Only for it to be taken away
Again, along with my best friend
So, maybe I can find some reasoning
For this season’s Misery seasoning
That being, heartbreak B the one way
To wake an IA & make then take
♡Sugar☆World☮ 