Literal Vomit
My mind is open to any suggestions
To get any input would be a blessing
My mind runs around in little circles
Until my face turns three shades of purple
You ever wonder what we’re after?
Life’s an open book, a self writing chapter
Pen to paper faster than a comet
It comes out like literal vomit
Quickly I write, pen in hand
Sometimes “I” often think my writings are bland
But again & again you read the next one
Every single poem , until you’re done
Where does it take you, no one knows
Like lost in a corn field, endless rows
But as long as I write, my mind will stay sane
And for this, I’m grateful, and shall not complain!
My mind is open to any suggestions
To get any input would be a blessing
My mind runs around in little circles
Until my face turns three shades of purple
You ever wonder what we’re after?
Life’s an open book, a self writing chapter
Pen to paper faster than a comet
It comes out like literal vomit
Quickly I write, pen in hand
Sometimes “I” often think my writings are bland
But again & again you read the next one
Every single poem , until you’re done
Where does it take you, no one knows
Like lost in a corn field, endless rows
But as long as I write, my mind will stay sane
And for this, I’m grateful, and shall not complain!
By: Gregory Smitheman
Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.
Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.
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