Writers blockI'm trying to write a poem atm but its not working, none of my ideas work. I was hoping to write a story, I've goth chapther 1 and half of chapther 2 but I cant get past that point
grrrrrrr I suck
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Writers BlockWords,Writers Block
Words,
Words. I can’t think of the right words. Bang, Boom, Ping, Zoom. Nothing I can fit into verse
Words just don’t come anymore, I can never think of the right thing to say. My mind is blank, Hollow.
‘Please leave a message after the tone’ Beeeeep… Dear brain,
The creative side, What the hell is wrong with you, You haven’t done anything in a while!
Perhaps if I hit my head hard enough, My brain might get in gear. ...... Whack, Thud.
by ~Mysticlove
Midnight MurdererYesterday had started off like most days; I overslept and had to skip breakfast to get to work. I was late for work again though, They say one more time and I’m fired. We had a very important, impressive client today, she was English, therefore I had to translate – but that is my job. After a two hour meeting with her, I went out for a lunch break. The streets of Madrid are always packed during my lunch break so I found it very hard to find anywhere to sit down and have a nice cup of coffee and a sandwich. After an hour, I had to go back to the stuffy, oppressive office.Midnight Murderer
‘That report is due in by three, Tanya’ My boss, Ian shouted acro
by ~Mysticlove
ParadiseOh sweetest paradise, Your lips on mine, Candy-coated kisses, All I want from you.Paradise
Oh lustful paradise, Your body against mine, Heat and passion, All I want from you.
But now the time has come, And I must decide if I Want more than this.
You whisper that you love me, My hands in yours, I kiss you. Do I want this, Or more?
by ~Mysticlove
Childhood MemoriesPhotographs found on the floor, Bring back happy childhood memories. Me and you together in love, We said it would last forever.Childhood Memories
Old poems I wrote, As a child. How pathetic they seem now, Meaningless thing about pets and flowers.
I open up a draw full of memories, Love notes we wrote, And long forgotten dreams. Soft teddy bears lie on a shelf Oh how I miss my childhood self,
I had no worries of love back then, Nothing that would have made me Breakdown and cry. I could do what I wanted,
Without being criticised by o
by ~Mysticlove
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