A pencil which ultimately expresses a plethora of emotions
through a medium that is paper
is ever flowing
countless memories recorded
thoughts processed
but to a poet
he is opened to a freedom
a freedom that perplexes his mind and allows his emotions and creations
to somehow exist before him
his imagination takes control and realizes the what if's in life
the way of understanding himself and his emotions
a soliloquy of thoughts intertwine with paper
the pencil moves as he thinks
the thoughts constantly erupt
and magnificence is ultimately created
in his mind it is not finished however
undone...
he ponders and ponders
he can never find the ultimate answer to this riveting and mind boggling answer
he over analyzes
and his works become amok


puzzled he searches within himself doubting in the potential that once existed
he writes
and writes until the very ligaments of his bones suffer
he bleeds his heart dry upon the paper
to fulfill the masterpiece that he seeks
however this is a troubling process
a time which many lose themselves to doubt
to the emotion which overemphasizes failure or incompleteness


this causes madness and depresses the writer
chaos instills his very core
he rips his thoughts and throws away the pencil
that pencil which once brought joy upon him
now brings doubt and remorse
the deliberate destruction of himself occurs
a poetic suicide if you will
he ultimately silences the art that he created
ultimately gives up
hopeless..
confused
man who once adored
now questions his own integrity and purpose
to why he even tried
to what the point of it all was

he becomes a silenced poet