Empty voice

 
Inspire me to write a poem that you would enjoy;
Tell me what you want to read about and tell me a story.
Ask me a question, decline to use profanity;
Be you man, woman, girl or boy.
Anybody,
Anywhere;
A thought, a wish, an image or a memory.


What is your motif? I desire to know of your desire.
Tell me something you think so I can create a line,
As I listen to them, as they play the lyre.
Let me become a better writer; be the fuel to my fire.
Ignite my passion for being passionate;
I am so scared of fading away, to once more become a cursing liar.


I don’t want to become an empty voice without enlightenment;
I don’t want to disappear from the pages you read.
I don’t want to be forgotten,
As someone who used to bring you enjoyment;
But my soul is dying, my spirit fading and my subconscious is in need.


I need your advice, be it criticism or nice;
I need to know how I can improve upon the words that I write.
I need to entice you back into my life,
Because without you to guide me, I will become a shadow in the night,
Who writes without originality…
Try as I might, to write something you will like.


Save me from obscurity;
Help my chaotic mind find a place of serenity.
Rate me good or bad or offer me a thought;
I will take all your words to heart and view them with awe.


If I can write no more, then so be it, let that be that;
But if there is a way to improve upon those silly things that I do,
Then give me a piece of your mind so that I have a chance.
I strive to improve as I reach out for wisdom;
I am waiting on a light bulb moment and I am feeling so numb.


Give me advice, be it fire or ice;
Just give me something to think about…

So that I can once again, try to write.


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