What to do with a blank page
….. Sparks of inspiration fly but still one blank page hard to
Cerate something with out the thing you need to live
It is like living in a howling abyss and when you close
Your eyes there is this effulgent light
Blinding you from sleeping
And when you open your eyes you see nothing but this
Blank page in this dark room taunting represent how you feel
Empty
No writing no art nothing that represents you nothing
But this blank page in this small, dark,
Howling abyss
Not able to move no time to live the life you would
Everything gone never able to fell how you once
Felt nothing will be the same.
Until you pull your self back in one piece. After being
Torn in so many pieces just like a puzzle.