heartbreak insomnia

RulesGuidelinesIambicPentameterEmpty out my soulMind crammed with blurry wordsCan’t figure out where to startPlugged up with opaque emotionsMy heart feels like a waterfall, dammed “Sit down at a typewriter and bleed”Ernest Hemingway said to meHe made it sound so easy“There’s nothing to writing”Void my arteries“Edit sober”Nerve wracking“Write drunk”Can’t “Breathe”She sings“2a.m.And I’m still a-wake writing a song;If…