The ThoughtsExpress

 The Scribble What to write? is a daunting question A clean, white paper is what makes me waver A chance for something unique and great Appreciation and longing for fame A fear to not write anything but great Makes everyday seem the same Sitting and staring at the clean, white paper Ideas running through my head But as I write, they stop dead Not good, stupid, lame! Were the thoughts that dominated my head My pen screeched ‘boring’ Negative thoughts and emotions were soaring Filled with tension and anticipation I started with a dabble, A scribbly scribble A page that was once completely white is now as black as a starry night I let my emotions run completely free My tension is then released And now I feel much more merry This time I write Not for glory or fame Don’t care if it is lame This time I write for fun and cheer For it is the fun and enjoyment in  Writing that I hold dear This poem was chosen as a finalist and then chosen as a runner up in the conVERSE poetry slam organised by