Minutiae of life
We tend to neglect.

The food we eat.

The clothes we wear.

The water we drink.

The air we breathe.

All of these necessities,
Taken for granted.

Scratch that.
Too generic.

The ideas in my head
Are clumped together
Like a cluster
Of mad mess.

Generating generic ideas.
I could not accept
My incompetence
At this moment.

I am growing
Into content,
Gradually,
Surely.

If I could not break myself
Into half,
I could not release myself
From this cycle.

I stared blankly
Into the white screen;
Sat idly
In a slump;
Waiting for ideas
Whilst playing games;
Scrolling through
Mindless social media.

What am I doing?
Why am I wasting my time?
The two mind-boggling questions
For myself.

Ruminating,
Pondering,
Staring widely
Into the eyes of my mind.

I am still sitting here.
Having nothing more in my mind.
I wonder
Why…

Looking back into my day,
I grabbed hold of the instance
Where inspiration struck,
Attempted to write.

But,

Nothing came out.

I was lazy to write it out.
My body was reluctant to do so.
Tiredness spelled me.
I could barely move.

My fingers reached out to
The keyboard.
“I… I need… to write.”

Half-forcing,
Half-willing.

I wrote.

It flowed.

Hallelujah.

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F*** It
What’s The Point?
Clipped
Overwhelmingly Overwhelmed.
Cloudy Perspective
Patience
Persevere

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