Poem #1691

Thwarted

Ever had that urge to write,
But being able to was a fight?
Not because words wouldn’t come,
But because real life was being dumb?
Events and tasks getting in the way,
All the while, wondering if you’ll write today?
Even after making time to write,
Real life forces itself into the spotlight?
Why must timing be such a mismatch,
When writing is an itch we must scratch?
I get that life and writing must intertwine,
But once in a while can’t they just fall in line?
Ever had that urge to write,
But being able to was a fight?

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