The title is pretty self-explanatory, I truly have no ideas this week. Writing is tough and churning out ideas is just another thought on my mind throughout the week. Come to think, I have never dived into poetry. Mainly because my high school teacher told me in her own words, dude you ain't good. But, through the years I thought I would try again and journey into new territory with some free form. Literally, just random thoughts I have and hopefully, you will find something out about me if you care at all.

I Have No Idea What To Write About

I have no idea what to write about

Why do I have no ideas?

The small hamster wheel in my head has stopped spinning.

Keep checking my Snapchat

I wonder if that girl will snap me back?

Been on read for 5 hours, so looks like a no.

I keep twirling my fingers through the curls in my hair

I really need to get that fresh cut

My laziness prevents that, so looks like a no to that too.

I'm so broke it's sad

Down to that last 25 dollars

Yet I still agreed to go out for a drink tonight.

Even now I'm still thinking

No ideas are popping up

So, I'll just litter this page with more.

Really wish she would snap me back

I should probably ask her for her actual number

That's just weird these days, so again no.

I promised some people I would write about them

I totally flaked on that one

Sorry those people i promised it will happen someday.

It's so cold in this room

My feet are practically frozen

But, I really need to finish this poem or whatever this is.

I also forget how long poems are supposed to be

I'd look in that handbook

But, I can't remember where that is either.

Ok, back to that girl for the last time

We've talked and I feel as though we click

Maybe it's just me, so i'll double text just to make sure.

Is anyone honestly going to read this?

Someone will feel bad and give me a view or two

To that person who will, thank you.

The idea wheel is starting to go now

I'm already to far deep into this poem

Might as well try and finish up.

Poetry is supposed to be freeing and calming

Yet, I don't feel either right now

Maybe if she would snap me back I would.

Alright one last and final time

Leaving me on read for 5 hours?

Ok, I'm done now.

I have no idea what to write about

I hope you all figured that out

Possibly next week I will brainstorm harder.

After that drink tonight the ideas will come through

But, I would've already turned this is in

I'll let you know how that drink goes.