Love to Write

I’m trying to find the love to write again While I dream of some complicated rhyme scheme People telling me I’m good but I still need food Feeling some doubt I took the safer route To get the income so I can become The writer I want to be, success I want to see But I need to learn to cook while writing that book Need to provide for me mine to survive And this art needs a start intertwined with each part Of my life and the strife of experience rife With material from the menial work and emotion ethereal And I’m pissed cause I’m lacking the cash Since I missed the job and I come to a clash With what’s wrong and whats right and I lash At the long standing fight in this race coming last And times got dark and they’ll get harder still A stark reminder how a chink in the armor of will Can lead the desire to sink the forge of skill. I try to make the most of an hour But I’m feeling the lose of power To improve on my mood or even to move My feet glued where I stood muted dude And it’s skewed how I viewed my attitude Of defeat out of sync heartbeat and I feud Internally over my loyalty to the carpentry Looking for harmony to hear the poetry I won’t give in to the despair felt within I’m driven cause I care to create a win But I don’t know what it means and I’m bothered That this show is for free yet people drop off It shouldn’t matter who’s reading this splatter It’s just shit that spit on a page in this age Where you’re flattered if you sound like a rapper Well I don’t have answer on this page J. Niles