It isn't an Empty Page

For today's poem, I followed the challenge to use a phrase repeatedly while contradicting or inverting that phrase. 

It isn't an Empty Page
By Candace Shultz 

It isn't an empty page.
It's a white glare in my face
Mocking me for having no words
To form into a resemblance of a poem.

It isn't an empty page.
It's a blank slate ready for new ideas,
No longer a void, but a place
To express thoughts and find meaning.

It isn't an empty page.
It's a cat sharpening its claws,
Getting ready for the hunt
To bring home the prize.

It isn't an empty page.
It's a person stretching their legs,
Getting ready to run a mile,
Knowing they will reach the finish line.

It isn't an empty page.
It was a beginning not yet begun,
Now an ending finally achieved.
It's a poem written by me.