On Another Piece Of Sheet (2008) Poem by David Joel Rodriguez

So here I am in my room alone again
Everywhere and anywhere to begin
By the window, with paper and pencil
nice wind, many ideas, hope it ends well

Trying again to write something sad
Everything was good, didn't sound bad
suddenly began to cry all over the paper
smearing everything, so I wrote again later

Feeling emotional, I thought about love
perfect, all my heart was poured, sure was tough
By the window, the wind blew what I never could say
I guess all that love made it fly away

I lost focus once again, smoldering across the room
shortly, an idea began, was slowly coming in tune
I grab a pen, wasn't nice to write, apparently profound
I guess that's what it sounds like when I'm also down

I wrote and wrote and wrote about something
ink ran out, broke the pencil, mind reasoning
I reread my work smiling towards the end
then crumbled it, since it features hate I do intend...

'What a mess I've created in my way remains to be seen.
A Love? A Hate? But also, what lies in between...
an equilibrium, that frittering with it the wrong way
causes such dismay that many can't handle the weight.'