Oh words, my words, where have you gone? I've searched both high and low: My words are nowhere to be found But why, I do not know. So many things I want to say, All bottled up inside; But there is no relief today-- Oh words, why must you hide???
This poem is very good, the word choises are great! I can't find any problems in this poem except you might not want the three question marks at the end of your poem. However, that might just be me, considering that I'm not familiar with poetry...
Quite. This is what happens when I'm supposed to be writing an assignment for school and nothing is coming...just go with the flow and take whatever I can get. One of the few times this strategy produced anything at all.
Same thing with drawing, except that instead of the drawing hiding, it comes out as CRAP. And then you try to re-draw it... and re-draw it... and re-draw it until you're so sick of drawing, you go don't draw for a week after. XC Hope your words come out of hiding, though.