Inspiration

To write a poem

About anything

Life

Love

It doesn't come

Not even in rhymes

All I can see

Is devastated brainstorms

And a broken heart

Why can't I decide?

I can't think

I can't even speak

It usually comes so naturally to me

Writer's block?

It can't be that I'm tired

It's not that I'm not smart

No, I am not constipated

Could it be...my heart?

I feel them returning

My lines, my rhymes

Because I'm sure why I'm hurting

Is way beneath, inside

I must be missing...someone? Something?

Most likely someone

Friends? Family?

Probably neither one...

Is it? Could it be?

My everlong crush?

I told myself I wouldn't grieve

It wouldn't be too much

I think...it must be!

My inspiration be him

If ever I need an idea,

He'll lead me therein

My inspiration lies with a boy

I've decided to trust and love

I don't think he knows it yet,

But where my inspiration comes from

Is that cute smirk

That wink

That smile

That laugh

That talk

That...

Boy