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Stuck in a Void
A blank piece of paper and pen
in hand that I consider friends.
My mind starts writing a poem.
The pen darts onto the paper.
Hand hesitates, creating a dark puddle.
Thinking is vile. I’ll be here for awhile.
Nothing happening
It’s all illusion
Time ticks forward tormenting me more.
The dark puddle starts turning into a deep hole.
My mind and the hole are one and the same.
Together, they assist my presence, useless.
I’m slowly letting my mind erode away
as I keep staring at the blank space in front of me.
I keep thinking and thinking, but nothing. I can feel
my pen still at hand trying to find its place to land.
Nothing happening
It’s all illusion
I stop thinking. I stop worrying about how I feel.
I stop letting my mind mess with me.
My mind is no longer in a state of blur.
Pen in hand starts painting down words.
In this mental state, I can create
this very poem that I made.
Nothing happening
It’s all illusion
Credit:
Refrain from "Nothing Happening" by Ben Kweller
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This poem is a bop poem, and it's supposed to be written for an English assignment in school. The poem is supposed to address a certain problem and a solution to that problem. But while I was trying to work on the assignment, I couldn't think of anything to write about for a while. Then, it hit me. And this is the poem that I came up with.