Stone throw
I'm tired of these poems
How many times can I cast these stones
How many times can I write about my depression
About my distain for this machine
About my fucking broken heart
My father
My mother
My rage
My pain
Still a slave to my own artistic shame
I'm tired of these poems
How many times can I cast these stones
How many times can I purge my soul on paper
Pump my blood until the bourbon falls
The burden of it all
The drinks drugs and delirium
My lust
My lack of trust
Rhymes for the sake creative integrity
I'm just so tired of my formation
And the lack of form in my creation
I'm tired of being censored
I'm tired of fucking cursing
I'm tired of being satisfied
And I'm tired of thirsting
I'm just so tired of this writer's block
And being inspired
I'm just so fucking tired of being tired.
--Z.Silas Herrera
I'm tired of these poems
How many times can I cast these stones
How many times can I write about my depression
About my distain for this machine
About my fucking broken heart
My father
My mother
My rage
My pain
Still a slave to my own artistic shame
I'm tired of these poems
How many times can I cast these stones
How many times can I purge my soul on paper
Pump my blood until the bourbon falls
The burden of it all
The drinks drugs and delirium
My lust
My lack of trust
Rhymes for the sake creative integrity
I'm just so tired of my formation
And the lack of form in my creation
I'm tired of being censored
I'm tired of fucking cursing
I'm tired of being satisfied
And I'm tired of thirsting
I'm just so tired of this writer's block
And being inspired
I'm just so fucking tired of being tired.
--Z.Silas Herrera
hotpinkauras:
I think your poetry is harsh and beautiful...wind whipped by realities cruel fist..i can relate to being fuckin tired of being tired...some day just let it all go, but pain is so inspiring...take care 