This blank page is getting me down
I’m starting to lose my calm and collected
Cool. I’m sweating in a panic
My clothes feel too tight and constricting
I might be going insane
I might be falling in love
With these words as I type them.
Are these the words and phrases that
Are going to define me?
Is this the therapy I need to move on?
I continue to ask questions to a less and less
Blank page.
Which, doesn’t help since it
Cannot answer my delusions
And cannot make me grander.
Do I put myself in these situations to
Fill up blank pages?
Am I really talking to a full page
Of my own thoughts?
The page says “yes”.
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