What becomes of a poet
who doesn't want to write anymore?
Who falls silent, like it was before.
Ran out of words, for all the chaotic thoughts.
Who has forgotten what the confidence taught.
Who'd rather go unnoticed than to be seen.
Who doesn't want to feel
because they don't know what that means
Mediocre poetry
How stupid now, it all seems
Who doesn't want to open up anymore.
And just go back to how it was before.
Silent
"& so being young & dipped in folly,
I fell in love with melancholy."
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