So I got myself writing again.
Haven't written anything for the past week [except for some poems that one may refer to as 'angsty'] and some web thingies I found somewhere. I wasn't feeling lazy at all, it's just that nothing would come to me, not even my tears.
The past few days have felt like undergoing through some slow painless death. I was three but now I am only one; My body is working fine. It's the only part of me that's alive now. My head is in a state of coma as my spirit is being burnt in frozen hell. I'm being denied of my emotions, my conscience and my life. I have been walking around inside a haze between the lines of reason, barely breathing.
I've been cooking my eyes with computer radiation for almost a week now but nothing would come to me.
Haven't written anything for the past week [except for some poems that one may refer to as 'angsty'] and some web thingies I found somewhere. I wasn't feeling lazy at all, it's just that nothing would come to me, not even my tears.
The past few days have felt like undergoing through some slow painless death. I was three but now I am only one; My body is working fine. It's the only part of me that's alive now. My head is in a state of coma as my spirit is being burnt in frozen hell. I'm being denied of my emotions, my conscience and my life. I have been walking around inside a haze between the lines of reason, barely breathing.
I've been cooking my eyes with computer radiation for almost a week now but nothing would come to me.
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