Thursday, January 24, 2019

Blank

I can't seem to be inspired when I'm not sad
I still have thoughts
but I'm not compelled to put them down
To be boring, that I am
I can't find the special things about me to say
I don't have the urges that I need to write about
To put out into the world
All I have is the usual blandness that is
my resting state
It's not the best feeling in the world
It can be a struggle sometimes actually
It's not like the black pit that haunts me when
hard times come
It's like the gray on a computer monitor when it dinks out
Occasionally flickering, adding some variety to my day
But mostly steady
Humming in the background
A tune I can't tune out

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