O My Pen

got out my notebook, .. and hold my pen, which all what i have... took a sip from my coffees` cup... and looked to my notebooks, .. confused been i am, my sweetheart... what should to write, .. and how to start my sadly story, .. and from where should i start, . should i say, love you my sweet queen, .. or to write about my past memories... confused been my pen, before my heart... confused been, and don`t know what to do... or how to start.... confused been my pen, when saw the sadness inside me... and how much i fallen with that lady, whom i adored... and because of her, was my first poetries about her... o pen... please deep go inside me to see more... and to see how much i suffer because of her... and how much desires i have inside.... o pen, please go there more and deeply... and write more about the love, .. which i keep for her... please do my pen.... o pen, why you stopped, .. o pen, ... why became weak o pen... even you can`t stand to write.... so, how my heart can bear on that... so my pen, , i beg you just to try..