Dedicated to #JustWriteIt(wattpad)
Lying on bed, looking up to the roof
above my head and, and thinking
what to write about this world.
But my mind is not giving in for
ideas to flow.
My mind is empty.
Looking up for inspiration to the
four rectangular walls of my white
painted room,
But all I see is the reflection of my empty mind.
I am forcing it
"My precious Mind you need to save me."
Now, migraine developing,
Feeling dizzy.
And all I want is to hug my comfy pillow.
But deep inside i know I have to
write something, anything! Just
write it.
Then I thought to myself,
"Why not write about your empty mind."
Maybe when the pen meets the paper ideas might come.
But sadly, my Precious Mind is empty.
Then a thought to myself again,
"why not sleep and write about your dream tomorrow. God willing."
And my head slowly meets the pillow for the last time that night.
And soon slumber took over me.
By: NovaPrincexx/H.K.G
Thanks for reading my poem/words lovelies. Lemme know if it makes sense to you. Thanks a ton.
Love ya all.
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