It’s been 27 days since I last wrote. 27 days of being blank. Of being numb.
Is it possible to feel everything and nothing at the same time?
Confusion dulls me as I’m not sure how to handle my mind.
Feelings, thoughts, actions all become lost.
This isn’t poetry, it’s just words I purge out of my system and ruin your day with.
Please don’t confuse me as a poet. I am not one.
I write about feelings and thoughts, whether they flow out of your mouth or not.
Uncensored and dark, isn’t that what life these days is all about?
Or would you like me to write about love? And how it fucks you up.