I'm not sure

Hey y'all. This is a new thing I'm going to do from now on. It's the poem of the week. Let me know what you think. Peace.


I’m not sure where to go from here…
I have plans, just no idea how to execute them.
Just type, Just type
… Taking a sip of green tea…

I’m searching for a way to escape melodramatic metaphors
But they seem to be stalking every keyboard stroke.
In some ways that’s what it comes down to for me.
I’ve written countless poems and I don’t know how to write anymore.
I don’t forget to breathe but I often forget to think.
What is this feeling?
I swear I wish I could describe it for you.
My inability to articulate what I’m going through
is my greatest frustration today.