I write no masterpiece.
Empty words of peace
Let me breathe,
And flood the paper.
Let them flow through,
Make it feel worth to
Sit and bleed
My empty heart.
Waters rise outside,
They'll be my time
To drop this pen
And find another way.
I lack the inspiration,
My work of repetition,
Lovingly, stays the same.
At the end, it just makes me insane.
@dumba
Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 11:10 AM UTC
I write no masterpiece.
Empty words of peace
Let me breathe,
And flood the paper.
Let them flow through,
Make it feel worth to
Sit and bleed
My empty heart.
Waters rise outside,
They'll be my time
To drop this pen
And find another way.
I lack the inspiration,
My work of repetition,
Lovingly, stays the same.
At the end, it just makes me insane.
@dumba
02/11/2025
