“Kill all thy distractions…Fly your spirit free” You (Netflix)
Staring at this blank page trying to fill it with black text isn’t something unusual. No longer able to get the words from this empty mind to the page and it’s crazy. Not knowing how or what to write anymore, this empty mind is always occupied with something else and it can’t bring anything else to mind when the time come to write. Desperately staring at the keyboard on a phone hoping a word will pop out as if it were like scrabble. But it’s not. Wasting away to stare some more.
Wishing to be elsewhere at the moment is ideal and Newcastle is where it’ll be. Hoping to go sooner rather then later now as it’s getting to be to much living in this town of dead opportunity and crushed hopes. There’s potential here to start a family and live the good life however the idea of living by the crashing waves and smelling that salty air again is way more appealing. It brings a fresh start, no worries or matters.
All good things come to those who wait but waiting is making this fragile mind almost break. It’s nearly gone, so barely there it can’t take a hit anymore. To say the least, it truly is wasting away in this place. Desperately grabbing at any chance to write something but again, it’s as useless as trying to make up a word to win scrabble. The thing is though, it seems like all the words have been used up. Alas the impending issue of not knowing what to say.
The C Word 