Blank Page, an original poem

Blank  Page

What do I write?

I wonder here,

staring at a page completely bare.

The possibilities that one can do,

Ideas and joys and all things new.

But in my mind I'm overwhelmed,

So many thought I should dispel.

Focus on one and make a start.

Stick to the point,

stay true to my heart.

There's so many ways that I can go,

These rambling words seem to know

That as I write I avoid a choice,

Meandering through I've lost my voice.

But these are words I'm writing here,

And now this page is not so bare,

Though I feel as if I've gone nowhere,

Writing these words without a care.

So now I'll go,

I'm done for now,

There's more blank pages,

 and I do vow,

That what I write next will be worth your time,

(I don't even know what to do with this line),

And I know I'm writing too many rhymes,

Yet somehow I know we'll all be fine.

THE END

~ Sarah Stufflebeam

(My first poem in over a year. :P)