21 June 2012
Drained of energy I sit and stare. Into a blank space with nothing there. Soaked in pain that wont seem to shift. Writting is something to give my spirit a lift.
Forcing out words from my empty mind. Looking for inspiration, it's hard to find. Missing out on all the best to read. Piles of stories and poems stacking up on my feed.
Missing Opuss • Opuss № I