Why I Hate Poetry.

Ah! I can't do this.
I can't write poetry.
Mountains of paper fill my room.
All are failed poems.

Every time I try, I get frustrated.
It does not rhyme,
It has no rhythm
No one will like it.

I'll just give up
quit while I am ahead.
I can write stories,
why should I care about poetry?

The only poem I was motivated to do.
Was one I wrote for a girl I like.
She lost it.

So, I'll rip out the paper,
slam down my pen.

Breathe

Breathe

Turn the paper over and try again.