Non- Writer's Note

suddenly, i unhold my pen
when i have nothing to write
but my mind tells me,
      
write on
          write on
 
i gazed at first to my notes
i didn't really have something in mind
there might be impediments,
more, bedevilled my mind
i heard for once my impulse
                  its rhyming
think of, 
                think of many things
 
                              write on , 
       write on

an art of lovely piece
    which i desired to make
          a short lovely piece
                 which i desired to take
 
i think im fake , 
        yes im false and i'll fade
i'll try to fade
               with my guts
with it alot
 

                           the paper started to feel hoarse
             broken pen, its point never wrote
          again, for once i unhold my pen
and never used it again.