I Don't Want to Write Anymore (4-13-10)

Take this pen from my hand,
I don't want to write anymore.
Tired of fighting the lines;
Fingers and wrists sickening sore.
Let this ink run and pour,
On this nothing
This nothing
This page
This word war.
I don't want to write anymore.
No, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.
Don't even know what the fuck I'm saying,
I'm writing,
So sick of writing,
Paper tore,
I don't want to write anymore.
So watch careful this blackened trail on my page;
This ink blot,
This stain,
This dewey mark of nothing,
Torturing the tips of my fingers.
The bottom side of my palm forming imprints on the page,
And I don't want to write anymore.
Don't want to try anymore,
Don't know what the fuck I'm doing-
What the fuck I'm saying
Anymore.
Can't seem to find the words to describe...
Inscribe....
Transcribe....
This blank empty space on these lines.
Take this pen from my hand.
Swell-
Pump-
Pulsating-
Expand-
Ink Bleeds through...
A black mess of specks, spots, and useless strands...
I don't want to write anymore