Free verse poetry is my absolute favorite form of writing. It is exactly what it sounds like. Free. Free of obvious rhythm, consistent rhyme scheme, of rules. I can emulate how thoughts and emotions come to me. It still needs some work, and I will most likely tweak it probably a lot. It will most likely resemble nothing like this. I'm not sure.
Rooftop In The Dark
I sit here in the dark
On my roof
Notebook on my lap
Pen in my hand.
Comforted to know that no one can see me
No one can find me.
And here I sit
Relaxed,
Hollow,
Feeling okay
Somehow inspirationless,
Left wanting,
Needing to find that thing that’s missing
To fill this void.
The pen touches paper
An idea dies.
And I’m left here
Alone in the dark.
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