Monday, 29 September 2014

one of those f*cking moments...

I'm having a writer's block.

My brain can't produce a compound sentence.

I feel so dumb.

I need some brain exercise to keep me going.

How come i can't think of anything nice to talk about?

Is there a problem with me?

Am i beginning to dwindle down?

Am i degenerating?

Oh gosh! cramps.

Heartburn.

Going back.

uhmmm... am i developing a rare case of word loss?

why do i have so many questions that no one answers?

this is some kind of those moments that i can't think of anything to say but i know i want to share something, i wanna talk and talk until my brain becomes dehydrated ( if it is possible) i want to shout until my throat comes of my body and run away from me. i'm having those moments where i just want to sit down and watch people mess up with their lives. i'm having one of those moments when i feel like none of the things i have really matters. i'm having a psychosocial development problem, i'm having a hard time understanding myself.


identity vs..... what?
isolation vs?
generativity vs. ?

something is wrong, something is really really wrong, i just can't point out what!
a sudden outburst of ideas.
a flood.
a tsunami.
an earthquake.
the Armageddon.

"please don't f*ck with my brain you son of a worthless monster" -said my inner persona
"i don't know what is happening" - said my alter ego.
"i want to sleep"- said the real me.

cause i'm having one of those random sh*ts again.

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