Category: Writers Block
I fished in foreign waters, caught myself a magic fish, but set it free to swim the oceans of my mind.
I flew a kite and let it go, it joined a tree and watched it grow
I held a balloon then let it go, i lost it to the sky
I had a love but let it go, heard say it would return if said love was true.
So now I sit with, balloon thread, kite twine. heart strings and fishing line.
Yet I'm still ok.
Hey, is this poem completed? It seems like its missing a few more lines. Would the subject change if you replacing some lines? Just some of my comments, but other than those, its connected to what you intend to say.