2d
A poet writes
of the yellow brick Road to the Wizard of Oz
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry of substance Worthy of a cause
I’m Grasping at straws
I read poetry without flaws
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so deep in content, I am in awe
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so reflective I have to take a pause
Yet still I’m grasping at straws
This is more than writer’s block
My Acadian clock stopped
My brother passed away
I can’t find anything to say
Can’t breathe I cry and pray
Words betray my heart
Numb my brother and I apart
My Tears will stop life will be OK
I hope today would be a better day
I read poetry to fill the hole
Until grief, depression loss lets me go
Living moment, by moment is all I know
A rebel without a cause
I’m grasping at straws
Inspired song
Take this pain
By Jake Banfield 2022
of the yellow brick Road to the Wizard of Oz
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry of substance Worthy of a cause
I’m Grasping at straws
I read poetry without flaws
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so deep in content, I am in awe
I’m grasping at straws
Poetry so reflective I have to take a pause
Yet still I’m grasping at straws
This is more than writer’s block
My Acadian clock stopped
My brother passed away
I can’t find anything to say
Can’t breathe I cry and pray
Words betray my heart
Numb my brother and I apart
My Tears will stop life will be OK
I hope today would be a better day
I read poetry to fill the hole
Until grief, depression loss lets me go
Living moment, by moment is all I know
A rebel without a cause
I’m grasping at straws
Inspired song
Take this pain
By Jake Banfield 2022
I can’t seem to write anything of substance. My heart just isn’t in it. I read such inspiration epic poem. Trying to find my voice again. I’m not one who wants to write like somebody else. I may and I’m good at it. My brother was three years older than me Just saying that sentence has me in tears.
