I am blank.
My mind is blank.
A sheet of white paper,
No color,
No texture,
No folds.

So much potential, but no one knows what to do with me.
I don’t even know what to do myself.
My love,
My everything,
He tells me I can do whatever I want.
I have no ideas,
No creativity.
I’m scared to mess up,
To mess everything up,
My life,
My future,
My relationships.

I am blank.
My mind is blank.
A sheet of white paper.
One shade,
Everything is one,
My thoughts are one.
I don’t know what’s real and what’s not,
One shade,
Blending together.
No difference between one thought or memory front the other.

Help,
I am blank.
My mind is blank.
A sheet of white paper.
What do i do?
I want to feel,
I want to be normal again.
Help