No words, please.

Too tired for a poem,

Too tired for a song, 

Too tired for a play, or a book, or a psalm.

Too tired for a speech,

Too tired for a rant,

Too tired for a sentence about your aunt.

Too tired for a title,

Too tired for an essay,

Too tired for any word - there’s nothing more to say.

Behind the Poem...

this poem was written because I couldn't think of a poem to write. I was trying to write 2-3 poems a week, and my brain jsut wasn't having it. I was quite literally falling asleep as I wrote this propped up by the couch sitting cross-legged on the floor. My brain was screaming "NO MORE!" so I wrote "NO MORE!"

I've learned since then that it's probably not a great idea to force myself to do art, of any kind. I just burn out. I like the thought of "make one thing each day" but I'm not that person. I am the "go hard for 3 weeks straight and then sleep for the next four months" kind of person. And this isn't just with my poetry - it's with everything. Yes, I've learned to be fairly consistent to the things I have to be, like showing up daily to my job or feeding my pets. I do, in fact, feed my pets every day by the way. They wouldn't let me not. But for anything I've got somewhat of a choice in, I tend to get really fired up for a little bit then take a much longer than necessary break.

I don't think this is always a bad thing, though. Sometimes it means that I can get the next 3 months of work done all at once then chill for a while. That way I'm not slaving away at the same minuscule task my entire life - like resizing the next 80 images for my Instagram account. Cleaning, though, I'm still learning how to get that one under control. I'm not a dirty person, I just really dispise hand washing dishes. 

Most of the time, I'd like to just have some peace and get away from the monotony that is called adulting. No more words, no more sounds, just pause for a minute and let me have one Saturday at the house. If I get bored with soemthing or am legitimately not getting enough rest to manage, I'm probably going to do a terrible job at that thing. Better just to take a little bit away and come back to it again when I'm ready.

Did you like this? Share it!