Tired...

[Joe Black]

I don't know whether this poem is good or bad, so feedback please.

This was written just last night, whilst in my bed, contemplating "writer's obligation", the desire to write and express ideas.

Tired

Here I Am
Lost in thought, sitting up in my bed
With only my lamp on, as to not wake another.
In the night
I scribble on my notepad
Searching
Something was there, deep in my head
A story? Or poem perhaps?
I rack my brain for an answer
But it gives me no response.
Frustrated, but tired I lay.

I continue a hopeless journey,
With only my lamp, notes and pencil in hand.
Desperatly searching for brilliance!
A Story
A Poem
An Equation
An Idea
... Still A Blank

My brain is heavy on my shoulders
My body weak and frail
"Collapse!" My body demanded
But my heart refused
Not until I've found what I'm looking for...
And I continue writing, with only my will to go on.

Tapping my pencil
Holding my head with grief
I layed, with my notebook, slowly slipping from my hand.
I want to stay awake!
But my body does not.

Past Midnight
Rain tapping the ground
Like a soothing drum
Getting only more tired
My heart aching in sorrow
So much obligation in this world! I thought in discontent.
!

~Dream~

I smiled.
Another night
I know I will find what I'm looking for.
For I Realize
There is nothing greater
Or more magical
Than the power of your drea...

[Isis]

Unusual flow but you get the sense of drifting away. This is the first that I've seen of your poems, joe but I like what I see so hopefully you will post more soon :)

[Lolable]

I agree with iladys xD
and I <3 it joe
and lol i do understand that feeling xD

[Sanzora]

Really cool... It seems so familiar. It reminds me of me sometimes! ;) I look forward to reading more of your works

[Lex]

Anyone who is a writer should appreciate this! Really good! I love it!